Who Will Save Your Soul?

Someone....anyone....please save me from myself. I hate that Monday nights are a totally drag for television, which is really the only thing that will distract me from having to pack, which is not that fun when you have NO CLUE what to wear.

So, I am forced to keep watching the trainwreck that is The Bachelor. This show kills me. If that guy says, "I freakin' love you!" again, I'm gonna hurl. And also, yeah dumbasses you're vulnerable because you aren't the only broad that he "freakin' loves!"

If I ever get that desperate, someone please kill me. um, I thought it was over at 10:30. They are seriously going to drag this proposal out for another 30 minutes?! ACK!

Also, just because I freakin' love you all! Here's a naked picture of the dog. He looks funny without his collar.