KG's Hideaway

7:35pm

I'm going to die. Fucking drop like a rock and DIE. I'm bored out of my mind. I should go shopping. I really should. However, I've learned N.E.V.E.R. to shop when bored. Not only will I do SERIOUS damange, I buy shit. Shit, I say! Look, all girls learn while still in the womb that we can do damage when shopping, so it's really no big thang to bandy that title about. I personally enjoy doing damage AND buying good stuff. And let me tell ya, when you're really aiming high, nothing is better than hitting TIffany's or Haltom's Jewelers. Ohhh la laaaaaaaaaa

Alright, so I'm watching "The Cut" and these guys are just soooooo funny! This is the biggest group of goobers ever assembled on primetime television. I mean seriously, it looks like they can't put forth a fashionable bone between all of them. Good God, I'll probably watch this mess all season, because they'll probably put it on right before or right after Big Brother, which I LOOOOOOOOVE. OMG I damn near went through DT's when it ended last year. I SOO loved Jake's crazy ass! When he stood on that little thingy trying to freak everyone out by acting like Goatboy from SNL... too damn funny! I cannot WAIT!

hmmm let me see, what else can I discuss? Oh yes! I have found the absolute quickest way to get back at your teenage children! Austin and his friends were still lazing about a little bit ago and they had started to get a little loud. They were watching some show like "One Hit Wonders" or something like that, and I heard the Vanilla Ice song, "Ice Ice Baby" to which, sadly, I still know all the lyrics. So I decided to get my children back for every ounce of mortification serve up to on a platter, and jumped into the living room doing every dance step (also lodged in said memory) and sang the whole freakin' song, never missing a beat. Their friends were laughing their asses off (nothing I do surprises them anymore *sob*) while the blood ran screaming from my children's faces. It was SO worth it! I recommend it to all parents! Rekindle some ridiculously shameful song from your own past, like SuperFreak (I'm Rick James Bioooooooootch!) and let it fly!

Now come along little chickies, it's time for bed! Alright, laying in bed watching a movie! kdgr