I'm outing myself!

No, I'm not coming out of the sexuality closet. I am very heterosexual. But I am outing myself in a different way. I am fan of certain things....sports....singers.....etc. And I am letting the world know.

I am <was> a closet NASCAR fan. Yes, it is true, I would gather at a friends house on Sunday afternoon with a bowl of guacamole and chips in hand and would watch 42 men drive around in a big damn circle. I adore Elliott Sadler. He's such a cutie and he seems extremely nice. Maybe not so smart....but who cares, he's hot. I, along with many others, do not like Jeff Gordon. But I am not a die hard fan. I don't know anything about Dale Earnhardt, his son, or his racing company. I can't tell you any stats and don't watch it regularly anymore. I never liked the "road" races they sometimes do and I didn't like the Busch series. I guess I just liked the cute guys and the prospect of one of them crashing.

I like that stupid Miley Fucking Cyrus song. The "See You Again" song. It sounds so much like the "I wear my sunglasses at night" song but I don't care. I like it. And my kid likes it- he'll dance to it and shake his booty. I hate her and her alter ego Hannah Monfreakingtana completely, but that damn song is so catchy.

I also hate to admit this....but I am a pro-wrestling fan. My boyfriend is a fan and it's starting to rub off. We watch it every night that it is on. It's frightening....I am actually remembering the names and outfits, the theme songs, who's fighting with who and why. I actually cared when The Undertaker lost to Edge and is now banished. It helps that most of these men are hot, built, and are one good sneeze away from being naked. But my man and I will actually discuss the fights, predict who'll win, and make fun of the wrestlers together. We both know it's not real and it's all rehearsed. It's fun to watch the drama. Fake drama, but drama nonetheless. I feel less trashy when I see all the actual die-hard fans in the arena holding their signs and wearing their mullets proudly.

So there it is. My secrets are out. Now sshhhh, don't tell nobody!