Remember how a few weeks ago, Janet Jackson got sick and was rushed to the hospital and then was “fine” but still nobody would say what the hell happened?  Well, someone thinks they know the real scoop.

As reported by Celebitchy via ABC News, ABC Entertainment writer Luchina Fisher is pretty certain Janet Jackson is pulling out of certain concert venues because no one gives a crap about her anymore.

Trying to maintain her “sex-kitten” image at 42 just isn’t working, and unlike Madonna or Tina Turner, Jackson’s songs aren’t maturing with her.  Plus, her newest album, “Discipline”, has sold less than 500,000 copies.

If this is true, we definitely feel bad for Janet.  Nothing is worse than realizing you’re too old for something.  The day we realized swinging on swings made us want to puke from motion sickness rather than scream from childish joy was the saddest day in our lives.

Welcome to college, freshmen!

You may have made it through Welcome Week without any run-ins with the campus police (congrats!), but you still have plenty of opportunities to meet them up close and personal.

There are going to be many times this year and well into your college career that you will find yourself surrounded by alcohol. And, naturally, you are going to want to partake. Just beware–while you are navigating the university party scene, your RA’s, Campus Police, and Public Safety units are gearing up to bust underage revelers.

Here are some tips on how you can avoid getting written up before your first semester is over.

1. Don’t act like ‘The Freshman.’

Just because you suddenly have access to alcohol, it doesn’t mean you need to consume ALL of the alcohol at once. Even if the cops are out and about, they don’t have the manpower to hunt down every single underage boozer. So, they’ll zero in on the kid stumbling around with a trash can on his head before thinking twice about the passive mingler. The same goes with your RA, who really doesn’t want to walk in on you peeing in the corner of elevator. Read More »

At this point, as I’m sitting here on my couch, nearing the end of day 4 without drinking, I am starting to really believe that I may not be an alcoholic. Granted, I am sitting here eyeing the beer that is in my roomie’s hand. My other roomie, who is on this mission with me, is undoubtedly eyeing it, too.

I spend most Sundays, and yes, even EASTER, entirely preoccupied with a predictable hang over. I lay around in my bed with multiple glasses of water. I check Myspace religiously and later feel accomplished when I gather the strength to order in food.

Today, clearly, was different. I woke up and started to get sh*t done! The trouble, however, even amidst my productivity, was the fact that today was Easter. Something about religious holidays, particularly those on which I typically participate in a family gathering of some sort, tend to make me want to drink. You see, I come from an Irish family. I hope that that says enough. Read More »