Mad Men Sundays Are Da Best

I would just like to take a moment and applaud myself for the self-restraint I showed today while out shopping. I didn’t buy a dress, two perfumes, a shirt, shorts, or sunglasses.

I did, however, purchase a pair of pajama pants that I turned into pajama pedal pushers cause they were only $7 at Target and fuck yes, that’s why. Also, I stocked up on the cereal I’m currently in love with. Four boxes should last me about 2 weeks.

AAAAAND, I decided to exercise outside today, so I hit up the Hill and did four laps. Including uphill lunges and uphill squats. My ass and legs are going to feel that shit tomorrow, I know it. My thighs already did right after, while I was driving. But whatever, I love the pain.

Lastly, DID YOU ALL WATCH MAD MEN!? What a turn of events at the end there! Shit son. I wasn’t sure how I should feel. I’m still not sure how to feel. Can’t wait for the next episode, it looks interesting.

Mad Men Season 6 Premiere

First, I discovered that I actually get AMC in my cable bundle so I can watch Mad Men live every Sunday now.

Second, was anyone else slightly disappointed in the premiere? It wasn’t bad really, just wasn’t as exciting as other openers. Although I did like the mirroring that happened at the very end of the episode to the season one opener when Don comes home and you find out he bangs all the bitches, but he’s MARRIED WITH KIDS. Lolz.

Spoiler alert: Don can’t keep his massive cock in his pants. BIG SURPRISE.

Also, epic Photoshop fail courtesy of GQ magazine: Christina Hendricks’ body is missing.

Halestorm & Jon Hamm’s Penis

For the past week or so, since I’ve been delving deeper into the cavern that is Spotify, I’ve been fixating on Halestorm and mentally enveloping myself in their music. Like holy shit, I can’t get enough. I think they’ve officially earned a spot among my favorite bands, because, damn.

Haley’s voice is just intoxicating. It just feels perfect, synesthetically. I can’t explain it correctly. Sometimes it’s golden, sometimes it garnet red. It gurgles the right way in my throat and has the right texture on my tongue, which sounds disturbing, but synesthesia gives no fucks.

I keep listening to their cover of Skid Row’s Slave to the Grind. It’s SO GOOD.

Seriously guys, if you haven’t listened to Halestorm before, I highly recommend them. They actually won the Grammy this year for Best Hard Rock/Metal Performance for their song Love Bites (So Do I). They’re the first female-fronted band to be nominated and win in this category!

P.S. I’m still amused that all the search words leading people to my blog are still in reference to Jon Hamm’s penis. Thank you, Jon Hamm’s penis.

 

Jon Hamm’s Penis

It appears that a lot of people are searching “Jon Hamm” and “penis” at the same time and it’s taking them to blog because my stats are pretty insanely high and they’re telling me like 4 of the most recent searches include Jon Hamm penis.

Thank you, strangers who want to look at Jon Hamm’s massive penis. I appreciate the stat boost. Here’s a present for all of you:

Originally I was going to post a picture emphasizing his sizable goodies, but this is more priceless than all Jon Hamm penis pictures combined. Cheers to whoever made this.

Speaking of Jon Hamm, I just finished season 5 of Mad Men and like WTF SECOND TO LAST EPISODE!? WTF PETE CAMPBELL YOU’VE REALLY BECOME AN ASSHOLE!? That’s all. Can’t wait for season 6.

WTF is Wrong with People?

I am 110% DONE with people and am so happy I don’t have to work for 2 days.

I had several customers today completely ignore me when I greeted them and asked if I could help them out. Flat out ignored me and walked away. WTF?

And then at the end of the night, this bitch fucking HIGH PITCHED GIGGLED AT ME. I was like R U OK? I hope my facial expression was a mixture of confusion, disgust, and embarrassment for her, because THAT WAS HOW I FELT and it took a great deal of energy not to slap her.

That’s my gripe for tonight.

And now I will go submerge myself in 3 back to back episodes of Mad Men and ogle the likes of Jon Hamm and his giant penis.

Don’t judge me, okay? I’m not the one who took the picture. And there were far more “explicit” examples to choose from.

#packin’

Okay I’m done.