Riff-Raff your way on out, Michael

As you all know, Michael got kicked off last night. Woot woot. I was happy about that decision. But here's the question of the day. How in the sam-hill did my baby get in the bottom 3? Man up, America. I might just have to throw a hissy-fit if this happens again next week. And nobody wants that.

Oh yeah, did anyone notice my new booty-shakin' song upon opening my blog? Black-Eyed Peas' new song. I like it. It gives me something to shake it to in the mornings when I'm getting ready. It makes Ben want to bang his head against the wall. (not my booty shakes, but the song itself...duh)

Until next time, sweeties.