dear me my throat is sore. i'm taking all the wonderful over-the-counter meds i have for head colds. they're probably all just fucking tic-tacs though. and the weather finally got colder and i'm too sick to enjoy it. oh cold cruel world.
mtv's new sunday night ass-fest lineup is definitely not going to be part of my weekly routine. i'm twenty-five now, i don't have to put up with jackasses anymore. after all, my insurance premiums went down dammit.
this guy they're making over on queer eye for the straight guy also works behind the bar on the restaurant. check that shit out.