Having had many questionable spray tans in my day, the color orange has always been a sensitive subject for me. 

The only thing getting 'LIT' this weekend are my fall scented candles.

...My anxiety attack. 

I really think I would be the perfect contestant for Survivor.  I mean look what I did with just a wig and a cell phone.  I would win the million dollars for sure.

It's the middle of October.  I should be carving pumpkins, drinking (hot) Pumpkin Spice Lattes, and helping the pilgrams to the new land.  Instead, I am spending my annual income on my A/C electric bill, and sweating in places I never thought I could sweat.

I don't care what Kanye says...I don't feel like Pablo, I feel like shit.  I am sick-and-tired, of being sick and tired! 

Just a little cute some days, and funny.

...Never been sicker.  The change in seasons always plays havoc with my allergies.  -Like my internal clock telling me to put away the shorts, and get the leather jackets ready.

I really try to keep my emotions null.  ...Try to keep my cool.  People look so ugly when they are in hysterics, and even worse when they cry! 

Luckily for me, I love potatoes....mashed potatos, french fries, baked potatoes...all sound good to me.  Unlike the people in LA I am not scared of a complex carbohydrate...  It's quite sad, it appears if you have a 6 pack in this town, you have made it!

I am really concerned for today's youth.  Back when I was a kid we had empowering role models to look up to.  It really molded me into the person I am today.  People like Dennis Rodman, who instilled a good moral compass that paved the way for my bright future.

I wish the above statement were true...On the contrary, I will lie, cheat, and steal to get revenge at any means necessary.  Payback is a bitch, and so am I.  Taking the "high road" for me is filled with road rage...some people ride the crazy train, I drive the motherfucker.