I’m writing this blog on my new Dell computer because, as it turns out, Best Buy sort of stinks.  Curse them and their no interest/same as cash credit card that keeps luring me in there.  But we won’t talk about that.  Let’s talk about how the economy/Wall Street/the whole country is basically falling apart and brainstorm different solutions to improve the situation.

Ha-ha.  I crack myself up. 

Why on earth would I waste a blog writing about such trivial matters when there is stuff that, like, actually matters going on?  Like–OMG HAVE YOU SEEN MILEY CYRUS’ BOYFRIEND??  In case you haven’t, here is a photo:

Yeah, apparently he’s an UNDERWEAR MODEL.  He probably has a name or something, but I have no idea what it is.  We’ll call him . . . Dylan.  Yeah, that’s good.  He looks like a Dylan.  Or maybe a Tristan.  I guess I should google him.

 Okay, I was way off–his name is Justin.  Did I mention that he’s an underwear model?  And that he looks exactly like the kind of guys I dated when I was fifteen years old? Yeah . . . exactly.

But seriously, Miley, if you’re dating an underwear model when you’re 15–where do you go from here?  I’m worried that you won’t have anything else to aspire to.

Forget global warming and all that stuff; These are the kinds of issues Obama and McCain need to be worried about.

On a completely unrelated note, I just finished reading Melissa Marr’s book, Wicked Lovely and it is SO GREAT.  If you haven’t read it, you should totally go buy it.  And it has the most beautiful cover. 

See?  Isn’t it awesome?  And now I totally want to be like, an urban fairy for Halloween.