So, I took a "personal day" today. Back when I worked in the entertainment industry, if I called in to my boss and said "I'm taking a personal day" I would get laughed at. I once actually had to show up to work hours after a botched wisdom tooth extraction when I was bleeding my face off. Just so I could sit in a room and listen to a D List actress pitch us an idea for a reality show. Hollywood isn't the best place for a girl like me.
I'm seeming to be a more natural fit for government work, though.
I watched some kick ass bad television today, and drank a bunch of diet coke.
But now, I'm a little bored. And jacked up on caffeine.
ANYWAY. Thanks to everyone who gave me idea on what to blog about. Unfortunately, it just confirmed what I already sort of knew. I HAVE NOTHING OF SUBSTANCE TO TALK ABOUT. But I tried to comment a little about everything. I mean, if you went to the trouble, and I asked and all... I suck.
Thank you for checking in! We were getting worried about you! :)
Scott, I love you. To those of you who don't know Scott Rose, that's your fucking loss. Scott Rose is a smartie-pants who's also super funny and a total babe. And unless someone asks me first or I stop drinking, I'm gonna marry him. Check out his regular column in Mac/Life Magazine. It's on Page 88.
An application for sister wives and waiving the requirements
I will waive the application process for sister wives for people who um have unique qualities to bring to our polygamy condo. Or if you make good martinis.
Drive thru issues
When the FUCK did McDonald's change its lunch hours to start at 11:00? It's supposed to be 10:30. fucking assholes.
And the dog....do I need to say anymore, Grace
Here's my counter. Why the FUCK are there dog prints all over it?
Mr. Saddle Shoes-
We've had some primaries ... how about political commentary? I know you aren't afraid of alienating your readers with your opinions.
I'll wait for the sex tapes to be released.
The way the media fell all over itself to play up the big story this week - the Supreme Court voter rights case from Indiana.
Dizzy, you need to start blogging again. Seriously. What the fuck?? As far as the Supreme Court voter rights case, I'm sorry. I don't really care. I see both sides. Ultimately, does "Undue Burden" mean "I should be able to get through life being a total lazy fuck who can't be bothered to track down copies of birth certificates, but who still cares enough to vote?" Can I bring you a fucking beer and pizza with your ballot, too? Want a fucking massage, too?
On the other hand, I say that because it's not a problem I am personally burdened with. So if other people REALLY think it's an undue burden, and there's not an overwhelming voter fraud problem in Indiana, then why make it harder for the poor and stinky people?
cute new outfits!
I have no cute outfits. I have a few pairs of cute shoes but that's it. Here's my closet. I've got a lot of black, as you can see.
You mean to tell me there are NO Loud Talkers on the Red or Brown Line lately??
Actually, Loud talker on the Brown Line: Law Student Edition will be posted sometime this week.
Oh, yeah, and ... aren't you the one that says she watches everything having to do with Law & Order? Any comments about the latest cast additions to the show?
I haven't seen a new episode of L&O in forever.
Lindsay Lohan's incessant wearing of leggings?
As long as LiLo has a bottle of bubbly stuck to her lips at all times, she'll always have my heart leggings or no. You hear me Lindsay?? Lose the drugs and booze = lose my love.
The freakish weather patterns in the United States?
I'm ok with it.
The CTA Doomsday that never comes but forces us to listen to the same horrible message over and over again to contact our state representatives?
SAVE THE 92!!! CALL YOUR REPS!!!! DON'T MAKE GRACE WALK TO THE EL!!! SAVE THE 92!!!!!! SAVE THE 92!!!!!!
My glorious new Cole Haan boots?
Let's see a picture, Daisy. I'll be the judge.
That's all I got. For the moment. I hope I come up with something to say soon. Law With Grace = Snoozefest.