Mod-Tammy

professional fuck up

my boyfriend, my twin, wisconsin lunchboxes, tracy morgan, the red crayon, ralph wiggum, don vito, fraggle rock, hockey fights, being canadian & german, sauerkraut, oktoberfest, neckbones, drinking out of the big girl straw, the mayor of oz, mullets

flowers for algernon, journey to ixtlan (carlos castaneda), helter skelter, goodbye glamour girl

donnie darko, finding nemo, gleaming the cube, willy wonka & the chocolate factory, goonies, american pie, office space

no doubt, rancid, prince, blondie, the budgets, depeche mode, thompson twins, aha!, beastie boys, 311, weezer, christina aguilera, def leppard, bjork, tiesto, sublime, madonna, frank sinatra, michael jackson, motown, JT, madness

e! channel, hockey games, the sopranos, curb your enthusiasm, sex and the city, american choppers, punk'd, sunday stew...

my boyfriend is hot. i am a total klutz. there is a ghost
in my house that pushes me down the stairs and into random
inanimate objects. i bowl best with broken bones. i hate
when friendster is slow and when i try to pee backstage at
concerts with marie and i can't. i'm a big fan of the
wisconsin lunchbox. i like cheese. i can do the carlton
better than anybody. i mostly adore the osmonds. pink is my
color. so is black. i am an eating machine. i always get
screwed out of pickles. i sometimes carry porkchops in my
purse. i love my little nurse marie. i am obsessed with pez
and bangs. i have a twin, but not really. every time i say
i am going back to the gym, the ghost pushes me and i break
something. i have a toilet full of lip gloss. i can rock
the 80's perm like nobody's business.

the t (always looking for the t), gwen, heatherette, the
boys at proenza schouler. and paris hilton so i can kick
her in the neckbone.