GIP...and Justin...and Mel...

First off, a new icon. That's my dad. I'm the baby. I decided that I need a non-sync icon. So the honor goes to my dad. Because he loved me. Lots. And the feeling is mutual.

Then...Justin. Nelly. Hef. Pretty fucking cool, if you ask me. Nelly and Justin must have had one hell of a time making that video.

Finally, HAPPY BIRTHDAY nyborn!!! I hope you have a wonderful day and a year to remember.

Treats in the mail from KIIS...

LOL I was looking through the stacks of mail that came in while I was out of town. A ton of sorority stuff. *sigh* But, in the middle of it all, was an envelope from KIIS. They took my address one night after I was on the phone with JoJo. It was all promo stuff but it makes me giggle:

- 1 KIIS bumper sticker
- 1 jojoontheradio.com pencil
- Some promo papers including JoJo's flyer which mentions JC and Joey's 11/5 in-studio and lists BMU as JoJo's #1 song for December. *g*
- A personalized autograph from JoJo. It's chicken scratch and there's a sticker at the bottom that says, "A limited edition 'JoJo had to sign this with his left hand because he broke his right arm' autograph." And he's holding a foot in the photo. Guess he really does like the toes from soul4poetry. ;)

Other news...

Last night I was telling my step-father that I'm broke because all of my money goes to food and rent. His response?

"I thought Joey's not in the show any more."

Rent. Shelter. My apartment. Not RENT. But I'm glad I have him trained. :)

Update: I think I can see my friend in from GA and go on the blind date. I'll just have appetizers with my out of town friend and meet the guy a little later. That should work...but I'd still rather take it easy tonight. Cross your fingers for diva hips and fuck me hair.

The date...the All Star Game...

First...now that I know where Justin and Chris are sitting at the All Star game, I find myself watching just to spot them in their seats. Even from behind. Just the back of their heads. They consume me. I want to lick them all.

A sorority sister who I don't keep in touch with works does PR for the NBA. Another sorority sister let me know that she was "assigned" to Justin for the weekend. Is it fair to hate her? Is my entire world connected to 'Nsync?

"We're from Amsterdam. We didn't know lite beer was supposed to suck." *smacks head* "Amstel Light. The beer drinkers lite beer." Funny, funny commerical.

So, yeah. The date. He was very nice. Short. Bald. All okay if we had chemistry. But we didn't. At all. But the place he took me to was great. It was the lounge of a trendy hotel on 5th Avenue. Very upscale and, as I mentioned, trendy. They were closint at 9pm for a private part as a part of "Fashion Week."

Even though we didn't click, the date did remind me about how much I love to date. I really do. I love meeting new people, particularly new men. I love the potential and the possibility. I love a great date where you know it's going well and you start to get butterflies as the date goes on. I love the anticipation of the first kiss. I love to flirt. It's officially time to get back in the game.

Note: I am horny because of a few TrickC stories I read. It is not because of blind date. :b