OMFG!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

SPICE GIRLS ARE BACK!!

The archetypes of "Girl Power" are set to make an official announcement regarding their future on Friday. After weeks of circulating rumors to do a reunion tour, Mel C aka Sporty Spice-who initally opposed the idea of a reunion-spoke with BBC regarding the situation.

"For the first time ever, there is some truth in the rumors. We've been discussing it and it could possibly happen," the 33-year-old singer told BBC radio last week."I've always said, `I don't want to do it, the past is the past. It was amazing, it was magical. We could never recreate it,'" Chisholm said. "But this year people have been talking about it and some of the girls have expressed an interest in doing it." [Spice Girls]

If the announcement this Friday will be about a reunion tour, I will get to live out my tween love drunk and happy singing to them wherever they perform in New York. In honor of the latest news, I will dig up my old Spice Girls CDs, import them into my iPod, and listen to them for the whole week. OMFGGGGGG...I can't wait!

Manifesto

Oh my god. Look at this. ANOTHER GODDAMN BLOG.

I signed up for an account because I had to in order to get a grade. Read my first post to see why. I've been finished with school for a little bit over a year and have nothing to show for it. With a blog, it can at least appear that I do something with my time instead of fucking around.

What the heck am I going to write about you ask? (Okay, I'm going to stop with the questions. bad journalism practice.) My blog is going to reflect all my interests and random occurrences that I've come across working in the big ol' city. If you don't know me and have stumbled across this blog for the first time or are one of my friends with too much time on their hands (::cough cough:: I'm talking about a certain someone), you should be in for a treat.

I like almost anything under the sun-that means good food, music, Marc Jacob purses, the Red Sox, cute boys, politics, Guster, Barcelona, stupid industry jokes, stupid media people. I want to become the go-to girl for a hodge-podge of all things amazing and awesome...in my particular way of course. I'm probably not the best writer (yet) for this job, but I hope some day my stylings will lend me to become the female version of Bill Simmons and Brian from Guster(read their journal, he's fucking hilarious).

That's it. Perhaps not, but it's almost dinner time and I'm starving.

Ciao, ciao!