Bear in a hat!

I spent entirely too long watching The Hills last night. It might not be great television in the vein of 24, Arrested Development or Nip/Tuck, but I'm happily addicted to it.

The primary reason for this is Lauren Conrad. I've got a bit of a girl crush on her. She's fabulous. She's also got a wardrobe, job and apartment I would kill for. Her boyfriend, though? Not so much. It's the facial hair. I find that wildly unappealing. He looks like a drunken beaver most of the time. Not cute. That's alright, though because Miss Conrad's cute enough for the both of them.

I have a brilliant idea on how to resurrect Patrick Swayze's career. Back in the 80s, we were all a little crazy for Swayze. It's time to get hooked on that feeling all over again. I heard a rumor that the Swayzmeister is planning a foray into hip-hop. No. This is a terrible idea. No boom-boom-squiggy-squiggy, Swayze. Stick to what you're good at -- 80s pop ballads which cause twentysomethings like me to swoon. In addition to She's Like The Wind, re-record some other classics -- Take My Breath Away by Berlin and Hold Me Now by the Thompson Twins. I'm a genius.

Jake insults me with such finesse that it's impossible to hate him.

Via my voicemail: "Where are you?! You know, you're never gonna get a green card if immigration doesn't know where you are!"

Me: Yeah, I'll be in West Palm until the 2nd. I'm helping my sister pack up and move to Gainesville and Mom wants to spend some quality time with us.
Jake: What the hell is this? The brown Brady Bunch?

Friendship! It's not always about discussing feelings and being nice to one another. A real friend will make fun of you because you're an immigrant. Rock on.

Bear in a hat! Bear in a hat! The Best Friend bought me this hat. It's my new drinkin'/gamin' hat. I ♥ it, the bear and the Best Friend.