I got home from class last night to find Boyfriend playing couch commando.
He was flipping between The Roast of Charlie Sheen, Two and a Half Men and Dancing With the Stars.
I don't particularly like Charlie Sheen (I don't do well with self-destructive individuals) so the roast meant nothing to me. I peeked up from my homework during Two and a Half Men, partly to spite Charlie Sheen and partly because Ashton Kutcher is pretty to look at. And he is an Iowa boy.
What I really wanted to watch was Dancing With the Stars in it's entirety. But controller-of-the-controller only caught a couple routines- Kristin Cavallari and Hope Solo. Funny how that works, huh?
<Tee:J.Crew, Pants:The Limited, Shoes:Nine West, Belt:Thrifted, Watch:MK, Bracelet:Chico's>
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