|Current mood:|| nauseated|
I was flipping through a Seventeen yesterday. Mostly because Sarah was on the cover. Hi, if you are all not smitten with her then check your pulses; you must be dead. She is far too cute.
Sasha was in there doing tricky things with her leg that guys must appreciate. She must lack bones.
My house smells like something died a horrible death and I don't know why. I'm sure it's Oliver trying to live the bachelor life by leaving rotting remnants of food here and there, but it's slowly driving me insane.
Tonight I'm taking Aly out for drinks. Colin says she's no lightweight, so I'm looking forward to see how many she tosses back. Aly, you are absolutely required to get so drunk that you start singing R. Kelly. :-*