Showing posts with label totes magotes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label totes magotes. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

I have to remind myself it's only 10 months

This past Saturday marked a sad and hard day in the life of Blaire McBlogger. Yep, this past Saturday I had to say goodbye to a dear friend of mine, Sophia. She's headed for bigger and brighter things than this lowly city of Atlanta has to offer her. She's off to discover the west coast, and fashion school, and rub elbows with the likes of LC and Heidi, among others. And you better believe she will be missed. School starts in a little over a month for Soph, and I can wish her nothing but the best while she's over there in Sunny Cali. But damn am I going to miss her. I know I've mentioned Sophia in my posts before, but I don't think I've ever really given you the background on how we became such good friends. So please, allow me:

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Holy 2003...

So I was perusing my facebook photos today when I stumbled upon the FIRST ever photo of me that was posted on facebook. It was a picture of Erin and Victoria and I, 2 weeks after graduating high school, while we were on a trip in Germany, making some weird hand signal that I'm sure carried some significant meaning at the time. And I look like I weigh maybe 95 lbs. Now, i'm not saying that that's healthy, but i'm also not not saying that's healthy.

Zack Morris Time OUT!!!! That trip to Germany was the most effed up trip of our lives. Still, to this day, I wonder if it was all a dream because I can't quite wrap my head around the fact that anything that happened on that trip, actually happened. The only reason that I think I know it happened is because there were other people (besides Erin and Victoria and I) who were there.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Reunited and it feels so good!

So as many of you know, I graced the town of G-vegas with my presence this past weekend and got to catch up with some of my besties! Words cannot express how legendary this weekend was. To sum it up...in a picture:

What you are looking at here is a Tiger in Your Tank, sandwiched between a strawberry margarita and jager dispenser.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Abbrevs are Totes the Best Evs

Ok, for anyone who knows me in a non-professional setting, you know that I'm a big fan of abbreviations in every-day conversation. I can remember back in high school when I found it extremely annoying that everyone and their mother came up with shortened versions of their names. So instead of Lindsey it was Linds. Instead of Jackie it was Jax. and on, and on. And I was probably PO'ed because my name was one syllable and therefore couldn't be shortened but, whatevs. Now, I have an appreesh for the abbrevs. Because people STILL continuously speak in this language and they are being 100 percent serious when they do it. And I have an extremely strong urge to make fun of these people in order to cover up any insecurities I might have about myself. Because they sound absolutely ridiculous. AND because that's what comedians do, right? They make fun of people and things to deflect any negative light that might fall upon them in order to feel better about themselves. (Zack Morris Time Out!!!!