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Hollywood is hogging all the babies, well just Angelina and Madonna.

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Usher can turn me on any day.

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MTV promotes eating disorders.

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This makes us laugh.

Should these really be considered Olympic sports?

I can’t help it. Ever since I heard Usher’s not-so-new song, Love in This Club, I can’t help but want to…well…make love in this club. Any club, really. Not necessarily “this” one. Not that I have something against this one, but I like to keep my options open.

There is something so hot about the thought of meeting some guy – preferably one that looks like Usher – and being so into it that you can’t even wait to get home. You just gotta go to it. Right. There.

I don’t know if I’d be quite uninhibited enough to do it “on the couch, on the table, on the bar, or on the floor.” I know that Usher “don’t care who watching,” but, really? The bar? Isn’t that a teensy, tiny bit…public? Plus, I got thrown out of a bar last month for making out in front of the bartender; I can only imagine what the bartenders would have to say about me grabbing onto the beer taps in a fit of pleasure. Read More »

After a 4-year hiatus, Usher’s new single dropped on Tuesday. Featuring Young Jeezy and titled, “Love in This Club,” it’s a catchy tune, but has lyrics that slightly disturb me. Since it’s Usher, there’s not doubt the song is going to be huge and soon you’ll be grinding to it in all the frat houses basements and bar dance floors, but that doesn’t stop me from being just the tiniest bit skeeved out.

Okay, so the lyrics. The main chorus claims, “I wanna make love in this club” over and over. Does that sketch anyone else out? I wasn’t aware that doing the dirty in a club was considered acceptable these days. I mean, can’t we make love when we get home from the club? You know, a little bit of privacy is always good. Or at least avoiding the promise of getting arrested. Usher doesn’t “care who’s watching,” but I think I might. Read More »

My boyfriend dumped me.

Well, maybe it wasn’t so much that he “dumped me” as he “never responded to any of my Craigslist ads.” And maybe he wasn’t so much my “boyfriend” as he is the 4 million or so guys in the Tri-State area who never responded to my post. I mean, one of them could be *the one,* and if he weren’t such a pussy we could be married right now with five boys and five girls.

Hmmm. Maybe I should leave that last sentence out of my next ad.

I shouldn’t be so down on posting a Craigslist ad for a date. You can learn so much by doing so. For example, did you know that guys named Remington still exist and you ONLY meet them through Craigslist?

And then there’s Jared. Sweet, earnest Jared. Jared who started his response to my ad with the philosophical “I don’t know what I want to do with my life …. but I recently discovered who I am.” I sometimes wish I knew what that was, Jared. But I still don’t regret throwing your email in the virtual garbage. Read More »

It saddens me when college boys let a nasty beer gut take over. Sure, they may pride themselves in their headftiness because it shows what badass drinkers they are. But seriously guys, I wouldn’t touch you with a ten foot pole (well, with a few drinks in me that may not be true). What happened to wanting to maintain a six pack? I’m talking a real one involving crunches, not natty light.

Fortunately, us ladies will always have our celeb eye candy. However, we can only lust, not touch. Here are my top 10 hotties with the best abs. Uhh, I love you Ryan Reynolds.