I love Facebook just as much as the next addict. I have the app on my Blackberry and I refresh that shit a couple hundred times a day. If Rebecca Smith is having an awful day, I know all about it.
What drives me absolutely CRAZY about Facebook are the groups people make and the millions of people who “Become a Fan”. I can’t like and act like I don’t belong to a few groups. Only the most important ones though, as shown below:







Obviously, only the most important ones. Lol. I’m serious, don’t ever leave me voicemail.
But then there are those groups that make me all WTF? Who Becomes a fan?? Better yet, who creates these groups?
Depressing. I would never Become a Fan

Become a Fan if you’ve ever been so bored that you created random and ridic groups on Facebook!

Raise your hand if you’ve ever breathed air

Green isn’t your color, honey. And to be honest, the girl’s profile I saw this on, ain’t exactly Heidi Klum. Which makes it more funny.

Yeah well, your dumb. If you’re going to make a group calling someone out, you could at least use the correct form of the word!

Who LIKES mosquitos?!

This is along the same lines. Who doesn’t want/need more money. I’m going to create the group, “Nah, I’ve got enough money.”

If you are one of the people I’ve described above, no worries. I’ve done some research and there is definitely a support group out there for you.

I know this post is so ugly looking and I probably could have configured things better, but that takes energy and motivation.
Maybe once I get one or both, I’ll change it. :X
Mark McGwire admits steroid use?!?!? Shocking!!!

In other news, the sky is blue and water is wet.
JFC.
I will not get sick. I will not get sick. I will not get sick.
Bleahhhhh. I’ve been fighting off some bullshit for a couple of weeks now. Runny and stuffy nose, sore throat and a little cough. I’m willing it away though. Its not going to happen. I dont have the time to get sick! After the holiday, comes baby prep and I need all of my days and all of my energy! So it’s been nothing but orange juice and Emergen-C for me. Anddd a couple of caramel frappachinos. I cant resist. I work next to a Starbucks and live half a mile from one with a drive through. No will power!
I want to wrap Christmas gifts today. I’m stalking Amazon and VS to see when they’re going to arrive. I knew I should have just bought everything in the store. I need to make sure I’m here to intercept the boxes though. Lover mentioned that he wanted to get a recliner before the baby got here, so that he could nap with him in it. I thought I was good and threw him off by telling him that they were way too expensive and I didnt want to spend $700 on it. I ended up getting him one and the damn furniture store mailed a postcard to me saying THANK YOU FOR YOUR FURNITURE PURCHASE!!!! Of course he got to the mail before I did and now….BOO. RUINED! I was so sad! I really wanted to go in there and yell at them! I made sure they knew it was a gift and that I didnt want him to know. I cant bring myself to do it though. I’m losing my bitchiness!!! :O
Anyway, I got him another big gift and few smaller ones, so hopefully he’ll be a little surprised. I doubt it though, as I’m pretty sure he reads both my site and Twitter. HI BABE. GET BACK TO WORK.
Oh well. Maybe he’ll be surprised next Christmas! I’m sure our budget for each other will be much smaller and the baby will be getting more than he could imagine!
Speaking of baby, Jeanine sent me a huge box filled with the cutest baby stuff!! I love all of it! Thank you so much mama!! I’ll add pictures once my old makeup is washed off and I’m not in bed.
Okay, I need to get up, get my ass in gear and maybe accomplish something before my Dr appt at 3:30. I cant wait to ask about my poor abdominal muscles that are killing me and the fact that the baby’s toes are tangled in my ribs. My stomach and ribs feel like I’ve been working out all week long. I cant do anything! Thats exaggeration. I dont WANT to do anything!
I cannot, for the life of me, figure out how Amanda Knox was convicted of murder! There was no evidence that placed her at the crime scene. She was questioned for 30 hours. Who knows what I would do or say after being accused of murdering my roommate in a foreign country…after 30 hours or police questioning!
I dont know anything about Italy’s court system or their laws or anything and I wont pretend to. Maybe they don’t believe in “innocent until proven guilty”. This girl would have NEVER been convicted in the US.
What are your thoughts?
Help this poor girl.

She needs Jamie Spears!
So I work with this woman. We’ll call her, Annoying. Just kidding. Let’s call her A.
A is constantly complaining about her boyfriend. She is a complainer in general, but most of it is about her boyfriend. They’ve been together for 2ish years. Apparently, he never “does anything right”. For her birthday this year, he asked her what she wanted and she said she didn’t want anything. Want to guess what boyfriend got A for her birthday? Correct. Nothing. I joked that she got what she wanted and it went over like a lead balloon. lol.
He doesn’t take her out to dinner. He doesn’t tell her she’s beautiful. He’s not romantic in any sense of the word. He doesn’t help her around the house with cooking or cleaning. He comments on how hot other females are. He’s this, he’s that, he’s not this, he’s not that.
My boyfriend sent me flowers at work not too long ago and A went off on a tangent about the boyfriend. I was nauseous, hormonal, and cranky as all hell. I (kind of, definitely) yelled “JESUS, JUST BREAK UP WITH HIM ALREADY”. What was her answer? “I’d rather be miserable than alone”.
Really? REALLY? I’ve never, in my life, heard someone say that before. I didn’t get it. I still don’t get it. And then I started asking other people.
“Would you rather be alone or miserable?”
Personally, I’d rather be alone. I have great friends that I see often. We go out, we stay in. They are emotionally fulfilling friendships. Sure there were times when they weren’t around and I was all by myself, but no big deal. If you’re not alright by yourself, how can you have a healthy relationship? Depending on someone else for happiness is insanity. If someone isn’t making you happy, go find someone that will. Sure, you have to move out and upset your routine but you’re not the first person who’s ever had to do it. People have survived breaking up and moving out! Don’t wake up at 30, hating your life and the fact that you’ve settled for way less than you want. Or worse, you go into a marriage thinking that will fix things. That’s like putting a bandaid on a bullet wound, my friend.
People have tried to justify it by saying you just get into a routine with the other person, it’s such a hassle to break things off and start over by yourself, you’re giving up on it, no one is ever truly happy, the “new” has just worn off.
I say you’re all crazy and stop making excuses!! It’s ok to admit that it’s not working out.
I do think circumstances are different when you’re married and/or you have a child or children. Thats when you fight, tooth and nail, to work things out. But when you haven’t been together for THAT long and you don’t have any permanent ties…..GET OUT. Life is way too short. If you find your way back to each other and it works out, well that’s great. If not, then you can use that experience as a reference for red flags in your subsequent relationships. After a break up, you wake up the next day, still breathing. I promise.
So, would you rather be alone or miserable in a relationship? Comment! I am really really curious!
But I still watch you!
Honestly, I absolutely HATE this cast. They’re boring and they are DRAMATIC. But dramatic about nothing! And is there only one male in Cancun? That DJ from Canada. He’s not even that cute! He didn’t like you. He tolerates your roommate enough to sleep with her. Who CARES! There are 25 thousand other men in the country! 25 thousand hot tanned males on Spring Break. Your roommate hooked up with someone you like. Do you not have any other female friends in your life? Thats what girls do. I’m surprised that you’re surprised!
Jonna. You’re 20 years old and you’re in Cancun for X amount of weeks. Did you really think you were going to be able to stay faithful to the boyfriend back in Arizona? In the history of history, I dont think anyone has stayed faithful to their lovers. Girls, boys, whatever. Play while you can and when you get home, tell the ex boyfriend it wasnt REALLY like what he saw on tv, that it was all just editing.
Jasmine. Why so serious? You need to practice being a fun drunk rather than a dramatic, throw myself on the ground drunk. Lighten up a little. So she hooked up with Pat. He only wants to be on tv anyway. And lay off the chalky blue eyeshadow. Please.
Bronne. Weren’t you already on this show? Maybe, previously known as Isaac? You get drunk, naked, you scream and yell and throw fire extinguishers off balconies into pools. Yeah, I think you’ve done this before.
CJ. A Southern guy with curly blonde hair and a (very) hard body. You’re MJ’s replacement! Remember MJ?! He said yes to most of the after Real World offers. Maybe they’re hoping you’ll replace him when he realizes he’s too old for that shit! Oh and ZZZzzzZZZZ. Get struck by lightening or something. Liven it up.
Emilee. Stop crying. Please.
Ayiiia. First of all, you have 3 i’s in your name. lol. Second, heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, trysexual….whatever. “Find” yourself girl! And do it on national tv so that your grandmother can watch you figure out whether you like boys, girls or that you’re just greedy/attention needy!
Joey. You’re off the show. THANK GAHD. You’re annoying the shit out of me. Usually I like tattoos and lip rings, but all I wanted to do was kick you down the stairs backwards.
Derek. Wait, you’re actually in the cast? I thought you were just a camera guy that accidently got in the shot from time to time!
All of that being said, I’m sure I will continue to watch. Scratch that, I’m positive I’m continue to watch. I just can’t imagine any of these people on the RW/RR challenges. Do those still exist? If I don’t DVR these things, I forget all about them.
Happy FRIDAY EVE!!!
I'm a 25 year old momma to be, born and raised in New York. I'm one of the most impulsive people you'll ever meet. I'm a girls girl. I will judge you based on your poor grammar. I often skip lunch to hit up a sale. Manicures and pedicures are a necessity. I live with my fiance in our cute little house. I change my mind constantly and I'm often referred to as Princess.


