Instead, I would roll out of bed, drag my pajama’d ass to class and take a nice long nap before heading to the rec building for my pre-drinking workout.

But now that college is over (and no, I am still not over it), I spend ten hours a day behind a desk and can’t muster the energy to get out of my car after work to pick up my take out, let alone make it through an hour long kickboxing class.

I have been left with no choice but to do the AM thang. 5:30 in the AM to be exact.

And let me tell you, it is not fun. It is still quite dark outside when my alarm starts screaming at 5:30. I stumble around my house looking for my workout apparel and don’t even open my eyes until my feet hit the treadmill.

The only thing that gets me through this early morning hell is music. And I have finally perfected the art of the motivating playlist. These mixes put some pep in my ellipticizing step.

I may even be found boogying on the gym ball.

So, if you need some motivation to hit the gym before 3PM, I recommend using my tested and approved list of jams that will get that tired ass outta bed and into shape so fast it didn’t know what hit it, no matter how many games of flip cup and beer pong you played last night. Oh, and you will actually enjoy it!

Yes, it is that good.

1. Jesus Walks: Kanye West

2. Excuse Me Mr.: No Doubt

3. Conga: Gloria Estefan

4. Release: Timbaland

5. This is For My Party People: Missy Elliot

6. Centerfold: J Geils Band

7. Tambourine: Eve

8. Spice Up Your Life: Spice Girls

9. Shout: TLC

10. Stronger: Kanye West

Any other good workout songs? I am always looking for more.

The VMA performances weren’t the only things that sucked last night – the fashion sucked, too!

Yes, there were some winners in my book – Rihanna and Alisha’s dresses were pretty kick-ass.

But seriously, guys and their trendy little shiny suits aside, the ladies showed up at the VMA’s looking like cheap, unintelliegent whores, The Statue of Libery, or some one’s super slutty grandmother.

“Edgy” award show or not, I don’t understand how women with so much money make such poor style choices.

I mean, if nothing else, stick a passifier in your mouth at least. At LEAST. Oh yea. Some one did that. Gorgeous.

See the red carpet looks after the jump.

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After Lohan got into a drunken strung out car crash just a little over a month ago a gram of cocaine was found in her glove compartment finally affirming what everyone already knew: Lindsay Lohan does drugs. How convenient that an alcohol monitoring bracelet can in fact only detect alcohol

go figure.

But on the plus side for Lindz, it has no way to trace cocaine binges, ecstasy filled weekends or some top of the line gangah. Although not drinking keeps a belligerent Lindsay off the long and winding Hollywood roads she has now been let loose on the club scene once again but this time she really is holding a red bull.

Now 21 the former child star can’t seem to rid herself of scandal and intrigue.

With hacked MySpaces, paparazzi brigades and whacked out parents Lindsay is our favorite bad girl that we never thought was good. Gone are the days of Britney proclaiming “Oops I did it again”, this is the dawning of the “I did it again, and what?” age which was ignited by a pack of Hollywood socialites self destructing all at once but look absolutely fabulous while going down. Jailed, pregnant, drug overdosed, rehabbed with cases pending, divorced with two babies and a shaved head. No it’s not this seasons Jerry Springer line up it’s how Paris Hilton, Nicole Richie, Mischa Barton, Lindsay Lohan and Britney Spears spent their summer.

The sad part is that these ultra rich ultra powerful girls have no guidance or support, just a check book and limitless possibilities. When alcohol monitoring bracelets become a fashion statement is all hope lost? We hope not but in the meantime you can get your black monitoring anklet for free at a county courthouse near you.

– Theresa Bennett

If you were bummed when “Rich Girl” plugged Gwen Stefani’s brand L.A.M.B. and Eve’s Fetish, Fergie’s contract will be a rough blow. Fergie is scheduled to appear in a number of Candie’s commercials and will even have fans dress in Candie’s clothing at her concerts.

While Fergie is not the first artist to accept endorsements from a brand, the requirements in her contract with Candie’s require her to endorse the clothing very openly. She has basically been purchased and is allowing herself to become a walking Candie’s advertisement.

Will this decrease the quality of the music that Fergie produces? It’s hard to say. Various sources speculate that Fergie may incorporate phrases that seem to be referring to actual candy instead of bluntly stating the brand name.

If this is true, she may be able to pull it off. Outkast produced killer hit, “Hey Ya” while simultaneously endorsing Polaroid cameras. The difference is Outkast was offered money from the company after the song became a hit- they initially incorporated the brand name into their music by their own will.

In an interview with the Sunday Times of London, an executive from Interscope records (Fergie’s label) claims that sadly, this type of brand integration into mainstream music may be prominent in the future of the industry. He claims that since the eruption of piracy in music, record sales have severely decreased and artists must find a way to earn profit.

No offense Fergie, but aren’t you rich enough?

While I don’t blame the pop star for taking up this pricey offer, it makes me sad to think that commercial jingles and actual music will soon become one in the same. There must be a better way to gain considerable profits than to sacrifice the music itself.