Who Has Two Thumbs and Posts Awesome Blogs?

THIS GUY! Ahem, girl. Or, woman now. Or…something. Anyway, the point is that thumbs play a very large role in blog posting now, as I have done nothing but post blogs from my phone, with its tiny little clickety-clackity buttons and its infuriating auto-correct that refuses to turn off. IT’S COLOUR, NOT COLOR!

Anyway, it’s the beautiful Cheyenne’s birthday, and so I send my best regards to her on this special day. One more year and she’ll be as legal as I am. Okay, enough with the gloating and more of the blog posting.

I’m still watching the Olympics, still crying over Phelps (as much as he happens to look like a monkey…ahem, thanks Lexi…), and still being lazy. I found out today that Phelps has a girlfriend who is a swimsuit model slash cocktail waitress.

To which I say…

I’m not impressed with the female Russian gymnasts this year. Yes, this is me avoiding the topic. But really, they’re awful. Talented, yes, but divas, every single one of them. Take the uneven bars competition, for example.

Gabby Douglas of the USA placed very last, yet she was gracious and positive about it. She took the last place finish well. And no, I’m not saying this because she’s an American, because frankly, I couldn’t give a shit who medals in the end. It’s about the sportmanship, guys. In the gymnastics all-around, when that Russian girl got silver, she was very, very upset.

She threw a shit-fit and harrassed her coach when he tried to tell her it was okay.

So wait, back up. A young woman was just informed that she’s the second best gymnast in the entire world and she freaks out?

That would not be me. I would be the one spastically crying with joy and hugging everyone. And I do mean everyone.

I wish to punch her in the knee. Or just shoot it with an arrow. But, moving on, yes, I am going to self-counseling for my anger management, haha.

Finishing up, I am an Olympic obsessive and a gold-medalist. Not delusions here, guys. I’ve medaled over 10 times. Not in Olympic sports, but it kind of seemed like the right season to bring that up.

Love ya!


About mylifeinheartbeats

Telea is an aspiring Musician who spends too much time aspiring to be a Writer who thinks she's a Comedian. There's not much more to know, except for everything. Telea has a tendency to not think before she speaks or acts. She enjoys chocolate, long walks on the beach, and talking about herself in the third person. She wants to get to know you, so please send her your Name, Address, and SSN. Telea promises that, though she has indeed committed one count of Lewd and Lascivious behavior (to be tried under a court of law), she is a good person and will not intentionally harm you/expose herself to you/hate you for your stupid perspectives/axe-murder you. Telea believes in the greater good, Nutella, peace, free love for all, and snuggles. She chooses Bacon over you, unless you come bearing bacon. She is a fat woman trapped inside a curvy woman's body. She is not for sale unless the price tag you put on her has something to do with world peace. She will sell herself for world peace. She hopes in the deepest of her heart places that you will enjoy her blog and find reason to follow it. Telea thanks you.

3 responses »

  1. Colour no color? But you’re a Usa-ian???

    Sorry but Lexi is right, Phelps equals monkey. He even has long knuckle dragging arms 🙂


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