Monday, November 7, 2011

Make some room for my friend, for Chrissake. But... keep your ass handy.

I don't know what the heck it is about informercials that is so comforting to my sleep-deprived mind. Perhaps the same magic powers that makes the stuff they're selling so difficult to resist? Like seriously--how can you NOT want scissors that cut pennies in half?!?

I've probably bought way too much off of informercials. Like the Slap Chop. (If you're easily frightened, don't click that.) And I will praise the awesomeness of my Slap Chop to anyone who will listen. 

And the ShamWows! Those were a gift, but still--I saw the ad and I HAD TO HAVE THEM. Which makes absolutely no sense, because the guy who sells those things and the Slap Chop is horrifying.

I was watching informercials last night. I want a NuWave.


Why doesn't Chuck Norris do more informercials? I mean he totally sold me on the Total Gym. Then again, when those ads were on all the time, I had this really bizarre and awful nightmare in which Chuck Norris crashed the party my friends were having in the woods, and he went mass-murderer on everyone with a chainsaw and brought the Apocalypse with him, and in the end he got me with the chainsaw and nearly cut my leg off, but I still refused to get into the ambulance afterwards because I do not trust medical professionals. 


My work trousers are snug around the middle. :*O   I don't like it one bit.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

ugh

I have returned to blogger! Sort of...


Basically I took one look at all the commenters I have to catch up on, responded to three, and then got tired. I'm like 3 blog posts behind (4 if you count this one), so if I don't post for a while that's why (I generally  like to be caught up with commenters before doing a new post). And I get agitated when bloggers vanish with no explanation, so out of courtesy, this is my half-arsed explanation. 


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Hope y'all are having a good weekend!! I'm off to the gym with my new supply of vitamins*...........And don't look at me like that--if you lived in my house, you'd be on drugs, too. 


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