1.28.2006

Down with Goo

Goo is awful. He's just so typical... arrogant, overweight, white man, with a goatee and too much hair gel. It's not like there's a shortage of "that guy" these days. The cocky nerd who has nothing to be cocky about.

Goo is the kind of person who comes over to ask me a question, but turns away from me as I'm talking because another guy walks up. Goo re-asks his question to this other guy right in the middle of my reply. Who does that? I'll tell you who... Goo does.

He's just so damn smug. Too big for his britches (and his britches are big). Always jumping in to give his own two cents... No one asked you, Goo!

UGH. Stupid Goo.

1.25.2006

How could you do this to me, Jake Plummer?

I know this might not something to be proud of... but I've had a crush on the Broncos quarterback for most of this season. I'd be lying if I said his porn-stache didn't have anything to do with it. But let's face it, he's tall, athletic, famous, and part of me wondered if he just might be my ticket back home to Denver. And of course there's the whole "he doesn't know I exist" aspect which just makes me love him more.

So, when I read that he's been seeing one of the Broncos cheerleaders, I couldn't help but feel betrayed. I think it's obvious from recent events that some cheerleaders might not be the kind of girls you'd bring home to mama. And then to find out that he lashed out at Denver fans. Come on! Don't bite the hand that feeds you, Jake. It's just not attractive. But I'm a loyal person and his hair just kept getting longer and longer; so all was forgiven...

...until last weekend. How could you do this to me, Jake Plummer? You had me convinced that this year we were going to go all the way. I had already planned on making orange and blue Broncos cupcakes to bring into the office. I made three different bets with three different Steelers fans under the assumption that you'd take care of things. I'm sorry to have to tell you this, Jake Plummer, but I think this time it's over.

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