Here's what I'm burning on.....

Ah, Christmas week. At this point in my life, it is just another week to be honest. So in honor of just another week, this will be just another blog entry. Boring and bland I'm sure. Yet again, I have no theme, so let's just get to it. Speed Round. Ready. Go.

-I told you Committed would win the Sing Off(see previous blog entry bitch) Ok, I am done glouting.

-A girl was standing at a T stop the other day and she was eating leftover spaghetti. It was 8am. My brain has still yet to decide how to feel about seeing this. I come from the school of thought that the only acceptable non breakfast food to eat was cold pizza. Right? No? Ok, fine. I'm just that weird then.

-Ok, it is Christmas week so I should at least reveal my 2 worse Christmas gifts I have bought for others. Ok 3 worse gifts.

1. Hunt for Red October VHS tape.
Blow me, I was 10 years old. I had no money. I thought it was a great gift for my dad. I told him to stand outside of the video store while I bought him an awesome new movie. I brought the movie to the counter only to realize I was $2 short. I started to cry. Again, blow me, I was 10 years old. Thankfully, a nice guy was behind me and put up the money for me. For the next couple years, I was convinced Santa was a guy in his mid 40's with a mustache who stood in line at Coconuts helping little kids get their parents VHS movies. Santa turned out to be alot cooler than that.

2. A purple sweater for my Mom from Filene's Basement.

It was your classic Christmas Eve shopping gift. My mom returned it. I don't blame her. I am still trying to get back on her good side for that one I think.

3. A shirtless Arnold Schwarzenegger charcoal sketch for my brother

Fine, I will finally admit this was the worst gift I have ever given. I should have known buying a gift from one of those carts in the middle of the mall would not go over too well. However, it was Arnold during his prime bodybuilding phase. Dude, had pecs and abs for days. To this day, I don't know what made me get it. I was in the mall, saw it, laughed and said to myself 'BEST. GIFT. EVER.' Jay never hung it up. Bullshit. Is that why we never hang out??

-So I currently have a beard. It is my first beard of my facial hair career. And I have to be honest, I kind of feel like Chuck Norris. Ya it gets a little itchy and irritating, but Chuck Norris doesn't itch and neither do I. It's red and it's spectacular. I almost look like a young Kris Kringle. I am not sure how long I can keep this up though before I start looking like Ron Burgundy after he told San Diego to 'fuck itself'. I kind of wish I took a series of photos during my beard's development. But for now, just picture a bald Hacksaw Jim Duggan.(blue speedo to boot when I am walking around my apartment)

-The other day I was told and I quote 'I didn't know you were this bright and intelligent, frankly, I don't know why you are in this line of work'. Really?? What should I be doing then? Should I be building rocket ships? I must look really dumb then.

-Working off that, a girl once told me she was watching Spongebob Squarepants and that the sidekick, Patrick, reminded her of me. Maybe I do look dumb. I need a toupee then. Thats the last time I date a 3rd grader.

-The UConn Women's hoop streak of 89 games in a row without losing is bullshit. Trust me, I watch plenty of women's sports because I have ADD and will watch any sporting event, but this streak is dumb. That is all I really have to say about that.

-Cals asked me the other day what I wanted in my stocking that is hanging at his apartment. He suggested a bicycle. I suggested a rhinocerous. Two very reasonable suggestions I thought.

-So rumor has it my mom bought me skinny jeans for Christmas. Definately a pay back gift for that purple sweater I bought her huh. I think if you wear skinny jeans, you have to wear a chain wallet, Converse sneakers, iron your hair and like the band Big Reel Fish. Apologies to my skinny jean wearing readers.

.....done.