Wednesday, September 30, 2009

For lack of any opinions, Here's an update

It's Wednesday.

Watching America's Next Top Model- Short People Edition.

Tyra Banks is fucking loud.

I won my jury trial on Friday. So far, I am 3 for 3.

It's almost October. A little over three hours left of September.

I fucking hate Fall.

Moreover, I don't understand people who say that Fall is their favorite season. That's like saying your favorite part of being healthy is that first body ache you get that lets you know you're about to have the flu.

I am going to Detroit this weekend to visit The Agent and her lovely wife. I am bringing my new person. Yes. He takes me to the US Open. I take him by Amtrak to a Tigers/Sox game. Makes it kinda clear who got the short end of the stick in this relationship. He does get to meet some of my favorite people on the planet, though.

The following weekend, I am going to Daisy's wedding in Savannah. Daisy is probably irked with me, though. Because I never formally RSVP'd, even though she knows I'm coming. Here's the thing, though. I can't find the envelope to send the RSVP in. Furthermore, since I didn't get the Save the Date until a few days ago, due to some "alleged postage debacle", I feel she'll forgive me. Daisy, if you are reading this, I will totally be there. And you will be a gorgeous, gorgeous bride.

Two weeks after that, I am going to Belize. I'm going all by myself, on a big fat fantastic solo vacation. I will talk more about that later.

A lot of people are killing off their blogs right now. People are losing interest. people are getting busy. I fear that I'm going to do the same thing because I feel busy and uninspired. So, I am going to try and just write a little bit more often to get back into the habit. Because I totally fucking love it. And I don't really want to give it up yet.

OH OH OH! HOWEVER. I have been invited to write.... hold your breath... don't laugh too fucking hard...AN ADVICE COLUMN!!! For Grace the Spot, which is a fantastic blog geared to hot and awesome lesbians. And YES, I know that I am currently dating a guy, so you may wonder, who the fuck am I to give advice about lesbians... well let's just say that any number of my inappropriate responses to that question would start with "I've had more..." and end with "... than you could shake a stick at" So there.

So go read Grace the Spot. Send in a question if you like. If it's not boring, like this blog is today, maybe I'll answer it.

I have a Cute kitten post. but I can't really write about it yet, as it's still fucking with my head.

I was recently voted the "Third Least Sunny Person" in my office. I'm wildly offended. I am so fucking sunny.

That's all for the moment.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Finally- A Purpose

So, yesterday I was on the train. Just quietly playing Brickbreaker on my stupid fucking phone, thinking about how my life has turned into quite the routine. And how I don't really do anything besides work and the occasional social function. I certainly am not particularly caught up in any political or charitable activities. mostly because I don't care about most things. Until now. I have found my cause. (cue Les Miserables' "Do you Hear the People Sing.")

I am waving my flag. I am declaring war. I have found my cause.

Chicago Raises Liquor Taxes

Again, my life has a purpose. Who's with me?

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Not to be a grammar nazi, but...

does anyone else find this poster fucking annoying? no? Well, I do.

Monday, September 07, 2009

Hi Bloggie!!!

Sorry for the delay in posting. I actually took a little vacation. Went to New York City for the U.S. Open. Learned that I don't hate tennis. Ate a ton of really good food at some totally fucking kick ass restaurants. Drank fantastic wine. Stayed at a ridiculously awesome hotel that I was completely not cool enough to stay at.

I want to be that annoying girl who writes all the silly little details of the things she saw and did, but I am too tired. So you can look forward to that post later.

I did almost punch someone. More on that later, too.