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June 6, 2010

lind-sanity. sunday.

Cheers to a lazy Sunday morning. Just cracked open my first diet coke, and Adam has been playing video games via headset with his best friend. I'm stuck to my own devices and decided to do a little google-ing. What the fudge is up with Lindsay Lohan. Everyone has said it before, but girlfriend needs to get it together. She used to be my style icon (yes...I'm totally grossed out I just typed that); however, she was gorgeous, successful, dating (mildly) respectable men. Now she is wearing an alcohol monitoring device, can't decide whether she looks better as a day-glo brunette/blonde/redhead, and is just out of her @#$%^&* mind.

She really looks like Boy George.
She looks so bloated. I wonder how they got that SCRAM bracelet around her cankles? Did Uncle Karl ever you send you those Chanel stickers?

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