Okay so since the Olympics are over I honestly dont know what do to with my hands.
In all honesty its probably a good thing that the olympics are over, those male swimmers bodies got me hot and bothered.
You obviously see why.
So, summer is coming to an abrupt halt and its almost school time.
So.Freaking.Excited. I love SWOSU where the focus is me. This summer has been on the lame side, I need my party people to return and tear this nice wholesome town up with me. However, im not really looking forward to having to deal with parking and pedestrians. Parking sucks. So do pedestrians. Swosu tip, if you are a pedestrian, walk fast.
Now that we have that problem out of the way, a few things have been on my mind lately. To name a few: Domestic cats, Dolly Parton, Possible poison ivy on my forehead, Drinking at work should be allowed and also that a head butt never ever turns out good for anyone.
So cat pictures crack my shit up. Like, i out of control laugh they are so freaking funny.
I hate touching them or being around them, but I love laughing at pictures of them. Makes zero sense...i know. Shut up. Okay, they really are baby lions though. I was running at Sand Plum last week...where, the possible poison Ivy came from. We'll get to that. Anyways, Im running and I see this little feline perched out waiting to pounce..scared me real good but I tried to catch it to have a Penthouse pet but then it ran.
Speaking of Penthouse Pets.
You all are familiar with my roomie Kaity Beaty.
Okay well last night I get home and nobody was there so I hopped in my bedhole and dominated an 8 hour nap. I wake up, walk into the living room....Tanner is asleep on the couch (Which is normal) but there is a rat...okay, a small ugly dog on Tanners legs asleep. I was very much confused. We do not own a dog. So, I woke Tanner up. Asked what the F was going on. Then he told me kaity met some rando and asked to keep his dog over night.
Pause.
She met a random dude. Which he had a pretty girly dog for having the title of a "man" any who, to each their own. She meets this guy, convinces him to let the dog spend the night in the Penthouse. The guy says....Sure. and boom we have a dog sleeping over.
The most ridiculous things happen at my apartment.
God Bless America. and The Penthouse.
If I had to pick a random celebrity guest to be on my beer pong team it would hands down be none other than Betty White. I bet home girl can trick shot like a champion.
So monday I had to go to the Doctor, theres a lump in my side its pretty sick it feels like there is a bouncy ball just chillin in my side. But anyways its just a fatty tumor. Apparently everyone has them and they don't realize it. I was really hoping I would have to have surgery, just so I could get some solid anesthesia in me and then be ridiculously stupid after the surgery. Have someone record it. BOOM. YouTube sensation. That really is my life goal to become a YouTube sensation. Anywaysss, I am heathy....but have a fatty tumor. Whatever.
Anyways, my and my Doctor are buddies. She is a real rascal. I told her my mother was reading 50 Shades of Grey and she was too old to be getting aroused by graphic novels. So, Doc is gonna call Dawn and tell her to take it easy. She isnt as young and hormonal as she once was. Thank God.
Speaking of 50 shades, Lucy Hale is in the running to be Anastasia Steele. Yes please.
Radio News: Well, theres this punk ass who calls in 5 times every day during the request show. He uses different names. Every. Time. It really drives me nuts I mean we are a small market radio station just use your own name JAMES. I am going to start recording them and then play it for the 5:30 funnies. Joke is on you point dexter. Then the other day I didnt realize the mic was on....I started singing another one bites the dust. It was great.
Penthouse News: Well, Kaitlin and Chief Tattle Tale (AKA Old indian that lives below us) have been getting into it. Back in December running buffalo asked us to do his laundry for him....yeah, old man panties are just what I want to be touching. NOT. So, naturally we said no. Well, I said no. Kaity said MF'er there is no MFing way in hell that will happen! Its hostile to say the least. He is now proceeding to call the land lords and tattle on us. Listen ya old ass, you are living in college apartments. Not the nursing home. Get out of here smelly!
I also promised Taylor Hancock, my step sister that I would give her a paragraph in this blog. If you are not friends with Taylor your missing out. Well anyways, Taylor happens to be the proud parent of the cutest baby in the world. Miss Ava Kate Hancock. Ava loves me so much. Her 3rd day on earth I gave her some firecrackers and pop rocks....her 365th day on earth I gave her Roman Candles. Im basically the greatest step aunt ever.
I hate touching them or being around them, but I love laughing at pictures of them. Makes zero sense...i know. Shut up. Okay, they really are baby lions though. I was running at Sand Plum last week...where, the possible poison Ivy came from. We'll get to that. Anyways, Im running and I see this little feline perched out waiting to pounce..scared me real good but I tried to catch it to have a Penthouse pet but then it ran.
Speaking of Penthouse Pets.
You all are familiar with my roomie Kaity Beaty.
Kaity 'I can drink a 30 pack of coors by myself' Beaty.
ha. I love this girl. She keeps my life exciting to say the least!
Okay well last night I get home and nobody was there so I hopped in my bedhole and dominated an 8 hour nap. I wake up, walk into the living room....Tanner is asleep on the couch (Which is normal) but there is a rat...okay, a small ugly dog on Tanners legs asleep. I was very much confused. We do not own a dog. So, I woke Tanner up. Asked what the F was going on. Then he told me kaity met some rando and asked to keep his dog over night.
Pause.
She met a random dude. Which he had a pretty girly dog for having the title of a "man" any who, to each their own. She meets this guy, convinces him to let the dog spend the night in the Penthouse. The guy says....Sure. and boom we have a dog sleeping over.
The most ridiculous things happen at my apartment.
God Bless America. and The Penthouse.
Its about to get random up in here.
If I had to pick a random celebrity guest to be on my beer pong team it would hands down be none other than Betty White. I bet home girl can trick shot like a champion.
So monday I had to go to the Doctor, theres a lump in my side its pretty sick it feels like there is a bouncy ball just chillin in my side. But anyways its just a fatty tumor. Apparently everyone has them and they don't realize it. I was really hoping I would have to have surgery, just so I could get some solid anesthesia in me and then be ridiculously stupid after the surgery. Have someone record it. BOOM. YouTube sensation. That really is my life goal to become a YouTube sensation. Anywaysss, I am heathy....but have a fatty tumor. Whatever.
Anyways, my and my Doctor are buddies. She is a real rascal. I told her my mother was reading 50 Shades of Grey and she was too old to be getting aroused by graphic novels. So, Doc is gonna call Dawn and tell her to take it easy. She isnt as young and hormonal as she once was. Thank God.
Speaking of 50 shades, Lucy Hale is in the running to be Anastasia Steele. Yes please.
Radio News: Well, theres this punk ass who calls in 5 times every day during the request show. He uses different names. Every. Time. It really drives me nuts I mean we are a small market radio station just use your own name JAMES. I am going to start recording them and then play it for the 5:30 funnies. Joke is on you point dexter. Then the other day I didnt realize the mic was on....I started singing another one bites the dust. It was great.
Penthouse News: Well, Kaitlin and Chief Tattle Tale (AKA Old indian that lives below us) have been getting into it. Back in December running buffalo asked us to do his laundry for him....yeah, old man panties are just what I want to be touching. NOT. So, naturally we said no. Well, I said no. Kaity said MF'er there is no MFing way in hell that will happen! Its hostile to say the least. He is now proceeding to call the land lords and tattle on us. Listen ya old ass, you are living in college apartments. Not the nursing home. Get out of here smelly!
I also promised Taylor Hancock, my step sister that I would give her a paragraph in this blog. If you are not friends with Taylor your missing out. Well anyways, Taylor happens to be the proud parent of the cutest baby in the world. Miss Ava Kate Hancock. Ava loves me so much. Her 3rd day on earth I gave her some firecrackers and pop rocks....her 365th day on earth I gave her Roman Candles. Im basically the greatest step aunt ever.
She works out.
One time Taylor punched me in the face. It was awesome.
Thats a lie, I kicked her ass all through high school. Made her cry. She called me her sensai.
Alright I gotta get back to work now. Gotta head on over to the ol Hydro Free Fair to broadcast and eat fried food that will make me a fat as sh*t squirrel. Get some.
Ill leave you with Miley Cyrus/Draco Malfoy triangle.

























