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This week’s “That’s What She Said.” It’s not my best work and I don’t really understand the commenting going on, but there’s lots of things I don’t understand.
LIKE HOW TO COOK A GODDAMN BAGEL WITHOUT BURNING IT.
Yeah, it’s been that kind of week.
This week’s installment of “That’s What She Said” for In Utah This Week is a wrap up of 2009, which to be honest was sort of a dickhead. Here’s to hoping 2010 won’t be!
This week’s “That’s What She Said” for In Utah This Week.
This week’s “That’s What She Said” serves as a public service announcement. Footed pajamas SEEM harmless, but they aren’t. They are fleece death traps. Trust me.
I haven’t posted much here because I’m incredibly lazy, but I have posted in other places. I’m a Internet slut who gets around apparently.
You can read my column for In Utah This week about Black Friday here, AND you can read my first post over at Aiming Low. My friends Brittany and Anissa asked me to join their team over there. I said yes, because I was scared what they would do if I said no.
So there you go. Me and Aiming Low, pretty much a match made in heaven, right? Right.
This week’s “That’s What She Said” column is all about my newest TV boyfriends. I love TV boyfriends because they are less work than the real ones. Plus they don’t pee on the bathroom floor or leave the toilet seat up.
Also this week the magazine posted our holiday wish lists. You can read mine here. My list is towards the bottom of the page. Mom, if you’re reading please don’t try and have Santa bring me number four on the list. That would be weird as shit… even for our family.
Read this week’s “That’s What She Said” for details on dating my doctor. Sad, I know… except I bet I’ll save so much money on co-pays. Money that can buy shoes and booze.
This week’s “That’s What She Said.” To sum up my column: MY HOUSE IS HAUNTED. That’s all. The end.
See how I didn’t even mention the mean comment someone left on the column? Oh wait, I just did. Oops.
Read this week’s “That’s What She Said” for In Utah.
This week’s column contains everything I’ve learned over the past 34 years. Shit. That hurt to type.. probably because my fingers are so damn old now.
Aging is bullshit. That’s all.
My In Utah This Week column this week sort of makes me sound like a spoiled brat who loves spending money, which I’m not. In fact, just yesterday, I passed up on the cutest footed pajamas because I couldn’t stand the thought of spending $30 on them.
The older I get, the less I want to spend money. Soon I’ll be cashing in on Sizzler coupons for a steak and casing the streets for junk people are throwing out.