Showing posts with label crazypants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crazypants. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Christmas Carol

In honor of the Holidays, I leave you this Christmas Carol.

An instant favorite.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Stalker's Paradise

So, dahling Interwebz, I'm sure you've heard of this new crazy fad that's sweeping the nation called Four Square--right?



Well, recently when I was in Florida, my friend was "checking in" everywhere. While I had my doubts--stalkers would legit go crazypants for this--he assured me that only his friends on Four Square could see where he was checking in. Whatevah, I still was on the look out for any potential stalkers following us from Starbucks to Starbucks...

I recently came across this article from the NY Times about Four Square--chchcheck it out! It seems to be everywhere lately, making me wonder if I'm missing out on something...

The only reason I would start Four Squarin' it up, despite the stalker lovefest it's got going on, is because of its semi-competitive nature. If you visit a place more than anyone, you become THE MAYOR. That sounds pretty legit. My same friend, who walks to work, became the Mayor of the Church of Scientology in Boston just by walking past it almost everyday. {Take that Tom Cruise!} Also, if you go certain places you can unlock badges--my Four Squaring friend, who recently went for a sail, unlocked the "I'm on a Boat" badge. TPain and Andy Samburg mackin' on some mermaids and wearin' flippy floppies? In a badge form? Yes please!


But yeah, I don't have an iPhone, so I probski couldn't do any Squarin' anyway. Even if I didn't think that it was kindof, well, really creepy.

Monday, August 16, 2010

In Need of a Change

So, dearest Interwebz, I think that I'm in need of a change. A somewhat drastic one.

I think that I want to cut all of my hair off. I have chopped my hair off-and donated it-before, but somehow it always takes some building of confidence to actually go to the salon to have it cut off. I'm a bit nervous to do it because my hair is so long now (and to tell you the truth, I've been putting off getting a hair cut for, like, the past year) but I keep doing the same thing with it everyday--SUPER BORING--and I feel like the longer it gets, the harder it is to control.

What do you think? Too crazypants?

Here are some photos of people with short hair--inspiration, perhaps?





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Thoughts?

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