siegementality
Siege Mentality
siegementality

Spin it however you want, Sam Smith is a crooner. With passable lyrics, a decent crooner is going to find success. All of those days that you just want to lay on the on the couch, eat some over-the-top ice cream concoction, and listen to a crooner pays off.

Seriously, I watch so many dance shows that I usually have seen them in something else, but I’ve never seen her before. She’s so good, I’m going to watch that video a third time.

Dafuq? Are you ok?

In unrelated news, Minaj is transforming into Chyna.

Hm. So Taylor Swift is having listening sessions with fans and serving Chik-fil-a.

Use Adblock plus (it’s free) on Chrome. It doesn’t block the Kinja deals sadly, but it gets rid of the really big ones.

It’s been a really hard week or two here, but this made my brain hurt more than usual.

I’m all flustered. It’s been awhile since anyone has given me such nice compliments on my writing. I should come clean and say that I did a lot of amateur erotica many moons ago.

Basically, if it’s Nicholas Sparks there’s going to be a romantic entanglement that is written like something from the 50s. Just as Stephen King favors putting all his stories in Maine, Sparks sets all his stories in Virginia.

The romantic angle wouldn’t be so bad if he would just completely gloss over sex scenes.

Honestly, I can remember Lars and Notebook. I really love Lars, and Notebook was... Nicholas Sparks. Enough said.

I noticed the refollow and wasn’t sure what to do, what is even happening anymore?

*Waiting on thoughts of Lars*

He also claims, “E. L. James is no better or worse a writer than most of her compeers,” which is news to me, as a prolific romance reader who couldn’t make it halfway through the first Fifty Shades book.

NOOOOOOOO! *flails around* YOU HAVE TO WATCH THE BEST RYAN GOSLING MOVIE EVER!

Oh please no... I was 30ish and moved back home for a year for school. My stepfather watched reruns of Charmed on... TBS? I think it was TBS. Holy shit, that show was so fucking bad. The plot, the characters, the everything... it was a fledgling soap opera with witches and stuff.

And I say all of this as someone that

I think it’s a little of both here. The man comes from Pennsyltucky, where he’s the MAN and he’ll do whatever the fuck he wants when he wants.

Oh Pennsyltucky... I’m not surprised. I can’t even begin to describe the bizarre conversations I’ve had with people from PA that seem to believe we’re living in 1955.

... I’m so conflicted.

*Perks up* Did I... did I miss something?

Starbucks is selling it. The iced strawberry tea with a shot of lemon is almost worth the Starbucks price.

Hush, I loved her too. I meant Selena Gomez.