It's been a New York Minute

You: Where the hell have you been? It's been months. You didn't call, you didn't write. You could have been lying dead in a gutter somewhere and I wouldn't have known!
Me: I know. I'm sorry. I could give you some made up excuse for my lack of communication, but what's the use at this point? I know my actions cannot be forgiven.

New Year, New Me

I feel like I said this last year, but here I go again. Hopefully this year I can say "out with the old, and in with the hot semi-cleaned up mess. Yes friends, I'm going to try and clean up my act this year. And I must say that aside from the heavy drinking and poor food choices this weekend, I really may have turned over a new leaf.

Now I can have RyRey all to myself

I'm sure most of you heard all about the Ryan Reynolds/Scarlett Johannsson breakup by now. Oh, and what perfect timing! When I already can't get enough of the beautiful man by repeatedly watching Just Friends over and over - now I can bask in the wonderfulness that is the fact that this year's Sexiest Man Alive is single again! AND shooting a movie in Atlanta. I mean damn. I seriously would LOVE to meet him slash marry him. He's beautiful and sexy and has perfect bone structure. Not to mention a body that makes my toes curl. And who can forget his sense of humor! OMG. New mission: scour the city of Atlanta to meet him and make him fall madly in love with me. I mean hey, if I can meet Ian Somerhalder and Paul Wesley at the Clermont Lounge, surely I can find Ryan Reynolds. I just have to be at the right place at the right time.

If you need me, I'll be searching for the love of my life. In the meantime, here's some enjoyable eye candy:

Happy Hump Day Indeed: "I'm Fantastic in Bed"

A friend of mine passed this along to me and I simply had to share - it's so hilarious and totally hits on the true definition of Marketing. Enjoy!

You're a woman and you see a handsome guy at a party. You go up to him and say, "I'm fantastic in bed." That's direct marketing…

You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a handsome guy. One of your friends goes up to him and says, "She's fantastic in bed." That's advertising…

Who would YOU go gay for?

Last night I went to B-dubs to watch some football and to watch the Braves get their ass handed to them on a silver platter. And somewhere around beer number 4, someone brought up hot celebrities and...well it's all a bit fuzzy from there. We began discussing who we would go gay for and the first person named was Angelina Jolie. And I don't know if it was the number of beers I'd already consumed or the fact that she just pisses me off in general (JAnniston, I've always got your back), but I made a sour face and said "gross".

True Life: I'm a PC

Ok, it's time that I be 100% honest about something...in case you haven't already guessed from the work of art that IS my blog header...I'm a PC. There, I said it. Wow, that feels like such a relief to get it out there! I don't have to hide anymore! Whew!

Yes I'm well aware that owning a PC automatically makes me lame to Mac users, and truthfully I whole-heartedly agree with you in most all cases. PC's were BUILT for programs like excel and access and word and power point. Macs were built for fun that just so happens to also coincide with hard work (primarily for designers of all kinds and "creative types"). I know that macs are so much cooler than PCs, but the truth is...I've operated on a PC for as long as I can remember, and thanks to my financial growing pains, I will remain a PC user until further notice. That being said...I am pretty damn proud of my finger-painting masterpiece at the top of the page.