Hey gurlz, where's Beyonce at?

This blog was written August 21, 2006.


I am back from my lovely excursion to Minneapolis. I had a wonderful time at the waterslides, the zoo, and the amusement park at the mall. I did NOT go on the roller coaster but please congratulate me for riding the giant scary ferris wheel.

I did not however, shop much. Why? Because every freaking thing down there is expensive name brand garbage.

If I ever think it's cool to shop at Abercrombie and Fitch...PLEASE somebody shoot me. "OOOOOOOH, look at me, I'm like, so cool because I'm stupid enough to waste 40 bucks on a T-shirt that would have cost me 9 without that name! But hey, at least I look like every other cloned human with their bouncy pony tail and pink i-pod playing the latest Rihanna CD yelling 'omigawd, there's a sale at Tommy Hilfiger!'"

It's gonna really suck when my daughter starts acting like this. I better either get used to it or join the clone club myself.