Help a girl out...

Who doesn't like being asked for their opinion on something? Absolutely no one that I know. Most people like to share their thoughts on various things (mint green skinny jeans, music, my hair color/length, TV shows...you name it) so I'm going to ask for yours RIGHT NOW.

Here's the deal: 

I finally bought a new computer. I've needed a new one for going on two years now.  Poor Casey had been through a lot. Remember that time I gave him a soy milk bath? And how he had his memory wiped...four times? He got me through the Week of the Five Papers (the Native American name, naturally. The other name should not be used in polite company) as well as countless other late nights and hosted quite the dance party in his day. But alas, dear Casey, it is time to say goodbye. This is where I need your help. DESPERATELY. This little machine of delightfulness doesn't have a name. I asked for suggestions on Facebook and Instagram (because what kind of good hipster would I be if I didn't Instagram my new purchase?) and got quite a few great responses, but now I can't decide. So please please please. If you love me at all. Leave a comment with your vote:

*Rory Williams aka Rory the Roman or Mr. Pond (ala Doctor Who) -Nevitt
*Louis -Squeegee

* Jasper -Daniel

*Vidanric -Nevitt (again)

*Oy with the Poodles Already (Poodles for short) -Amanda

*Della -Martha

*Pete -Hermana Boone

*Sheldon -Alex

*Oscar -Jen Cowling

*Dell Paxton ("You are my biggest fan.") -Liz

*Rum Pot Dellicus -Megan

*Humperdink -Platt

*Clarence -Em

*Captain Jack Harkness (Also ala Doctor Who) -Tina

Let the opinion giving begin now. If your name is picked, I'll send you cookies. 

Wherein I prove that I'm really a 15 year old girl on the inside...

You know how they say that some people's growth is  permanently stunted around a particular age or event? I'm fairly certain that mine is 15. At least where boy bands are concerned. You see, I grew up during the N*Sync and Backstreet Boys craze of the late 90's/early 2000. I was never big 'boy band' kind of girl. I danced so I was well acquainted with their tunes, but I never owned a CD. I never taped one of their songs off the radio (someone please tell me they remember doing this... nope? I'm the only one? Then you're all lying in order to appear younger). I firmly believe this is why my boy band phase has hit (and hit hard) in my late twenties. And it is late twenties. I don't care what any of you say. Are you closer to 30 than 23? Do most of your friends have small people running around their homes? Do most of your friends OWN homes? Then you're in your late twenties. Welcome.

Anyway, what is playing on repeat on  my iPod, computer, CD player in the car and iPad for the last two months?

And it's not just because they're British...though that helps.

In two weeks alone I listened to one of the songs (coughWhatMakesYouBeautifulcough) over 50 times. My hipster side is judging so hard right now that I almost can't hear anything else...except for Liam, Harry, Zayn, Niall and Louis sweetly singing about 10 other songs in my head at all times. Saddest part? I've listened to it enough times that I could go through any given song and tell you who is singing at what time. I know all of the words to all of their songs and happily sing along. I even YouTubed them. And they're hilarious. I kinda want to be best friends with them...Louis in particular. Anyone who decides that a fake, stuffed bird is named Kevin and that he talks should be my friend. 

I'm now going to join a support group while I'm wildly judged on the interwebs for this. No one will ever wonder why I'm single again. I just gave definitive proof. 

I'll see you after detox.