it's only me at home so of course i have all the lights on. tonight i watched a hallmark hall of fame made-for-tv movie that tugged my heartstrings something fierce.

i am coming off of a stellar weekend. rose sent me flowers (she is always on top of special occasions), i ate a really good hamburger, and found the kitchenaid mixer of my dreams:


the color is pear. we also registered for an ice cream maker attachment!

the hills

these people are delusional, ridiculous and self-obsessed yet still incredibly boring. i'm starting to favor spencer and justin-bobby more than any of the ladies... they're the perfect villians (although justin-bobby's i-don't-care-about-anything facade is completely unbelievable) and the only ones who seem to realize that the show is fake.




p.s. whitney's accent is godawful.