Jamie's blog

Not a Girly Girl

I don't like to wear dresses. I don't paint my nails. Actually I hardly ever manicure them.

I burp a lot. I act more or less like a guy. And not like a really sexy tomboy like that girl Kendra from that Playboy show.

I wasn't a cheerleader...or a dancer...or a girl scout. I don't know anything about shabby chic furniture.

I like beer. I don't like fruity drinks that are so full of sugar I can feel the diabetes growing stronger with every drink.

That is me in a nutshell. Aren't I adorable!?

Ramblin, Netbookin

So, recently I bought a used netbook off Craigslist. I met the guy at the mall to make the exchange. He was slightly overweight and breathed heavily as he explained the thing to me. All in all it was worth it, but I wouldn't want to have to go through that again.

You may ask, "Jamie, why would you want to buy a netbook?" Well, first of all, they are freaking cheap. Second of all, my laptop gets way too freaking hot when it's on my lap. Is that good enough for you? Stop judging me!

If it wasn't for the netbook I bought from the mall from some large asian man named Albert...I wouldn't be able to make this post right now. Or I would, but my pants would be on fire. And that would make me a liar. Are you calling me a liar?

Didn't think so.