Showing posts with label You Know When. Show all posts
Showing posts with label You Know When. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

You Know You're Obsessed When...

Your dad goes to you while watching the Jonas Brothers: "Oh look, your boyfriend is playing an Explorer."


Props to my dad.

Other thoughts during Jimmy Kimmel performance/interview:

-McBurglar? McFail, Joe.
-I love Kevin in hats.
-They shouted out to fans. Again. Yay.
-Joe forgot what part he was saying. He should have gone "Girl, you're outta control." He said "Girl, I think you're outta control." He started the first one, "Girl, I think you and me would make a good couple." I think. I don't know.
-Nick played the solo. At least, my dad thinks so. Either he fakes it very well, or he truly did it. Either way, yay.
-Best shot after Jimmy dressed as a girl. I died. I need that picture.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

You know you're obsessed when...

1. You hear a song in Bon Ton and start dancing and singing.

True story. sigh. I really did that. My new sister in law just stared. She was like, dear God, this is the family I married into. I can't help it. If I hear an awesome song, I'm gonna boogy down. It's just me. I mean, if you all didn't know that by now, SHAME ON YOU. You don't know me. Now, reread this entire blog and get to know me. There will be a quiz at the end. And if you fail, well, go study up again.


P.S. I posted nothing on Tuesday. I know, sad shit. I'll make up for it. I promise.