quasi_sean

After careful consideration, I have decided to not indulge myself by writing more about my Vegas Vacation. All one needs to know is that I was NOT serenaded by Wayne Newton, I did not eat pasta in his mansion, I did not hang w/cousin Eddie in the desert, and most importantly, I did NOT become a dancer at Club Aereola.

Anyhoo...on with the update:

In exactly 7 days I will once again venture across the border in to Canadaland. I am beyond excited. Tho not nearly as excited as this guy when he found out there was a 3rd season of Laguna Beach premiering:

But yes, when I return home on the 6th of September, I will be 13 days away from starting school. What shall I be studying, you ask? Well, I will be learning to wield the mighty scissors and combs. Mr. Sean is going to be a hairstylist.



That is right, my friend.

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I have decided to share with you some of my sooper fabulous favorite things in the world right now.*



(Yes, I still cannot get enough of this show. No matter that I have seen almost every episode about 500 times. Wholesome television like this makes my heart warm.)



(My man-crush on this guy is so intense, he comes to me in dreams and does the outright naughtiest things to me.)



(I piss down my leg every time I imagine him speaking.)

and finally....



(When I grow bored of the Tanner family and their quick solutions to everything, I watch this. THE BEST FUCKING SHOW ON TELEVISION.)

(*Of course at the top of that list comes my favorite person in the world and all the dirty things we like to do to one another.)

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that is all.
k.bye.

sean