This is what I miss by not watching SNL anymore.
Heyyyy that’s meeeee:
- Got dumped.
- Became a rockabilly DJ that is adored by both listeners and local bands.
- Became a roller derby girl.
- Spent more time with my awesome friends.
- I win.
(Source: mysweetestdownfall3)
Their new stuff is real tight.
(Source: alterthepress)
Golly gee. How is it that artists like Deadmau5 get popular, and these guys don’t?
(Source: canterburythankyou.com, via thisiscanterbury)
Chores.
These are the ones I hate doing:
- Laundry. It takes forever and every time I get all hot and sweaty dealing with it.
- Grocery shopping. It takes forever, people are obnoxious and always loitering in front of the foods I need to compare, and I usually exert all of my strength doing it. I have to take a bus, so I can only buy as much as I can carry. This means I can never buy anything fun and delicious because it is extra weight.
- Cooking, sometimes. I’m usually really bad at getting everything done on time, so when I cook for myself, I’m usually eating each side individually before any main course.
These are the ones I love doing:
- Vacuuming. There is something so fucking satisfying about a clean carpet. I also get my jollies off by sweeping.
- Washing dishes. A sink full of dishes can usually be cleaned in about 5-10 minutes. Huzzah! Why do my clothes take 2 hours?
- Baking. Unlike cooking, baking anything, from cookies to cakes, follows a strict recipe. If you fuck it up, you probably are illiterate.
- Scrubbing the bathtub. If I spend too much time lingering in the shower, I start to notice every speck of soap scum and mildew that has accumulated since the last time the tub was given a good scrubbing. Most of the time when I clean my shower, I’m still wearing my bath towel. It just can’t wait!
I never thought I would actually go through a Top 10 list about “me” and agree to all of the points.
Well, except for the fact that I was an *NSYNC fan and loved JC. [and probably still do to the core of my being.]
I especially like #10: “If someone messed up that little heart-shaped Ty tag, so help you God, that was the end of whatever contact you had with that monster of a human being. That tag-less Beanie Baby was now trash, and you had to deal with the consequence.” Seriously, what were we thinking? Oh wait, at least I’m not growing up now…
(Source: thatonelesbian)
So, if you can’t tell by the header on top of this page, my show is every Sunday, from 10am to noon. Yeah, sometimes it sucks. Instead of my Saturday nights being filled with plenty of booze and sex a la the rockabilly lifestyle, I usually keep myself in check, especially if I have to get a few…
‘Tis my radio personality alter-ego’s blog, Queen Connie! Also attached is the most attractive photo taken of me in existence.
Seen in Boulder: A squirrel and dinosaur find love.
This is the epitome of every relationship I’ve ever had.
