You are taller than a mountainnnnn.

AIM conversation that just happened:
Me: Why do your blog titles always have to do with The Game?
Tyler: Because I like ruining your life.*

Today I went to the mall with my sister and I spent $170. On cosmetics. Slap me. But then read my defense.

When I was younger, I really never cared much for makeup. I began wearing it in eighth grade because it was one of those obligatory stages in life where you wear that crap because everyone else officially was, but this year was when I actually wanted to bother applying these pore-clogging concoctions before school and since my brain obviously peaked late with the femininity, I always want high-quality stuff. So I spend a lot, like on mineral make up (you know, like from the "Swirl, Tap, and Buff!" commercials? Yeah, I wear the foundation that your mother loves).

I'm sorry that this whole blog is about me finding out about my vagina-fueled thoughts about cosmetics and LOOKING PRETTY.

Two days until my French Fry arrives! Corny jokes are corny.



Listening pleasure: Hold Me by Weezer
*Now I obviously made our chatspeak non-existent, even though our horrible typing just includes lack of capitalization. I wanted to make Tyler and I seem all professional and cool.