As I was taking this picture, I tilted the plate and the cupcake piece on the bottom right tumbled into my lap. Do you see what I go through for you people??? Of course I still ate it and my friends aren't the type of people to be offended by gigantic chocolate stains on a pair of jeans, but it was still a lot of effort for a terribly unfocused picture.
AI was pretty good, especially when Miley Cyrus performed and apparently suffered some sort of seizure. (2:32 in). Please tell me that you saw that. At first we thought she had fallen and my friend's face lit up like a child's on Christmas morning. It rivaled last week's WTF moment with the girl with silver all over her face and a headdress on her head. YOU ARE NO GEORGE MICHAEL, MILEY CYRUS!
Speaking of George Michael, I was so thrilled to see the contestants butcher my favorite song "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go." My friends and I had just been talking about how much I loved that song and low and behold, Crystal Bowersox got to strut uncomfortably through that song, pondering the price at which she sold her soul. It was almost as great as the Ford commercials they shoot every week.
Anyway, it was a great night and I have discovered the power of having this blog. I make vague threats of exposing embarrassing stories and/or pictures of my friends and they acquiesce to my will. We also discussed possible topics for me to write about. I think you'll all enjoy my fake pregnancy that's coming up. I'm going to drop very obvious hints that the father is a big celebrity and then will give my kid to Brad and Angelina for adoption. It will tug at your heart strings.
Whatever you do, don't give the kid up to Miley Cyrus. It'll have blond highlights by age three. And if takes after its adoptive mother, it will also have the world's most undeserved cocky personality and an unfortunate nose piercing. Oh, and wear combat boots with cut-offs.
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I am so glad you feel the same way about her ego, Kate. There is a small part of me, which may be the last little bit that's left of my soul, that feels a little mean for despising a seventeen year old.
ReplyDeleteWow. To think I missed that last night in favor of "The Millionaire Matchmaker."Reminds me of the "hair-dancing" episode of "Glee". Not only does she look like a chipmunk, she sings like one!
ReplyDeleteJoanna, that was a great Millionaire Matchmaker too! I approve of your choice.
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