Monday, April 6, 2009


Sometimes Chinese Food and Donut places make perfect sense to me. Other times they seem like the most bizarre thing ever. I do know that they have pretty fucking good donuts.
When I have a few extra minutes in the morning, and no food in my locker at work, I always stop by the one in town and get something for breakfast. Lately I've been getting apple fritters. And now I'm totally craving a donut something fierce. Guess I'll have to leave a little early tomorrow morning.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Don't you want me baby?

I'm having more fun than I should watching VH1's 100 Greatest One Hit Wonders Of The 80s.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Vacation All I Ever Wanted

For some reason I've been getting a ton of spam recently. Step up your game with the spam filters Comcast. Seriously. Anyway, one of the messages was for a vacation in....wait for it.....Branson, Missouri. And just the other day, while I was watching a 48 Hours Investigates marathon (do not mock my love of true crime) on TLC, there was like, 3 commercials each hour for Branson, Missouri. Is this a hot new vacation spot? I could see NYC, or SF or Miami. Someplace along those lines. But Missouri? I'm confused.

Also, I did see Virginia Madsen shilling for Botox and I was saddened. In case you didn't know, Botox touts 'flexibility'. Considering every person I've seen on tv with Botox has the most inflexible, unmoving face possible, I think we all know what a joke that is.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just be whelmed?


It's possible that if I don't get a massage soon I may cry.


In other news.....nope. I got nothin' else. It's possible I'm incredibly boring. Haven't really been doing much of anything lately, except going to wedding showers (hate) and weddings. Thank god that's over. I will be going to Disneyland in a few weeks. Which is Yay!Fun! but we'll be there on the last Friday of spring break. So it's possible I will have killed someone before the day is over. Cross your fingers I don't end up in jail.