watch/listen: public shaming myself

 I have something to admit: I'm ADD... and extremely forgetful.

Oh wait, you knew that. duh.

Some people forget and for some reason, they expect a lot out of me. They expect me to remember little things and they're shocked when I don't.

Case #847632: I forgot to turn my gas/fire stove off.



HELL YEAH, I'm worried about myself. HELL YEAH I know it's not okay... but like, that's not gonna prevent me from doing it again, unfortunately.

I went a step further to call my mom on the show to possibly get more punishment.... Mama Plog is a worry wart.


I'd say she has about 50% faith in me in life. She actually freaked out WAY MORE once we hung up and she got back on Facebook. I don't think she'll ever learn that I just can't help the way she made me.

But hey... CHEERS TO NOT BURNING THE PLACE DOWN, AMIRIGHT?!?!?!?

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elizabethany

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listen to the show: people spill others' life-ending secrets

A couple weeks ago I decided to see if I could get people to share their friends' secrets, since they've been a little more apprehensive with sharing their own lately... Turns out, anyone's down to rat out their friends if there are no names involved.

I figured I'd get some calls on cheating, or "normal" things like that... I didn't know, nor could I have ever even imagined that I'd get some of the ones I did.


...What... the... #&$%. I'm still in shock over that one phone call. Imagine if any of these people were listening to their secrets being shared...

Actually, don't imagine that... because I'm gonna want to do this again, and I don't want anyone afraid to share such things!

I love my listeners/callers/life sometimes.... especially when they shock me.

love,
elizabethany

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watch etv: jumping on the manti teo and lance armstrong bandwagon

Pretty crazy week in pop culture, thanks to two guys' stories. No need to explain what happened because if you don't know, I'm not sure why you're visiting my blog and you should probably excuse yourself.

Since they were revealing things about their life, getting things off their chest, etc... we decided to do the same.



NOT SLUTTY CAT! She HAS to be real!

But really... did you spit out your drink when Jeremiah threw his curveball?! Cuz I woulda.

Also... Slutty Cat really would make a great meme. Next time I see her sticking her vajayjay up in the air, we're making it happen.

love,
elizabethany

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let's confess in honor of the holiday

As I mentioned earlier on the Morning Hangover, it's National True Confessions Day!

So, obviously, we're going to need to start doing a little confessing around here.

I know a lot of you who read this are a little comment-shy, but it's time to stop worrying about being the first at the party, or wondering if your mom is going to read your comments.

Let's all share one confession in the comments box! Stay anonymous if you want, or tell the world who you are! Make it juicy or keep it simple. The choice is yours.

I'll make it even more crazy and interesting. For every confession someone makes, I'll confess one more thing. [Yikes. My brain could be naked by the end of this...]

Here's my first confession [well, second if you include the one earlier] to kick things off:

• I've got a serious case of Jungle Fever, and I'm beginning to realize there is no cure for such thing.
  

The juicier you make yours, the juicier I'll make mine! Now let's cheers and get to it!

If you want to share anything on Twitter, let's stick with the hashtag #NTCD! Or @luvelizabethany, of course.

love,
elizabethany