I saw the commercial for pay per click company last night and I almost fell off the couch in desire. What angel on earth thought of this new and luscious way to enjoy chocolate and when am I ever going to be off my diet enough that I would allow myself to indulge unimpeded and guilt-free? Um. How ’bout never. Somehow - I don’t think you can ever eat something like that and not feel guilty.
That reminds me, I haven’t been posting personal pictures even though I have a ton on my camera. With the latest reformat, my USB ports aren’t working correctly for my digi or my webcam. Yeah, I know it’s easy enough to fix but I’m lazy.
I was watching sia course the other day… okay, hold up and realize by me typing that how illustrative it is of my boredom level. Someone please, save me from Reality TV hell. If you haven’t seen it, it’s just another show about rich people spending money. Lisa (the mom) actually corralled an “image and style strategist” to accompany her while buying dog clothes. *blink* I don’t know what offends my feeble bank account more - the fact that a guy gives himself that bullshit title and the rich actually hire him or Lisa needs someone else to decide which $75 pair of boots to buy her chihuahua.
As long as I’m talking about reality TV shlock, I caught my first ever episode of Growing Up Gotti. Whatshername - the mom - went on a date and got all testy when the guy said that a requirement to dating someone is being physically attracted. The mom says in the voice over how much that turned her off. So, she has blonde extensions (yes they are so don’t deny it) down her back and has almost as much plastic surgery (yes you have so don’t deny it) as Joan Rivers, yet wants to take exception to a guy talking about wanting to be physically attracted to a woman whilst dating her. Color me dumbfounded. Question to Irememberhernamenow, Victoria: How can you be with someone that you’re not attracted to, genius?
The Diamondbacks v. Padres match ups have been some good games so catch the one tonight if you are able. Never mind the fact that you can see on camera the person I was talking about in the post below. Oh yes, another baseball player besides the ex-husband. And you thought all the stories I had to tell, I’ve already told. Shame, shame! Heh. Update: Didn’t I say it was going to be a good one? Jake Peavy threw a CG, 2 hit shutout for the Padres and they won 10-0.
I think it’s funny in baseball when the visiting team hits a homerun and the hometown fans throw the ball back on the field. Why do they do that? Like the batter is going to wail, “Oh nooo, they threw the ball back.” *cries* “My homerun doesn’t count now.” *stomps in dugout* I read somewhere that sometimes the fans bring regular, average balls to the games and throw those on the field and keep the MLB one which makes the whole futile exercise even dumber.
I have an undeniable craving for chinese food and I must satisfy it. My stomach is growling at me, “I won’t be ignored, Mary!”
I haven’t been recapping the Inferno, not because I don’t have time (I have nothing BUT time) but more because that the episodes have sorta been the same the past couple weeks. How many times can I say that the UnFab 3 are being bitches while Tonya acts like she hates them while secretly attempting to get them to like her and the Bad Asses won the challenge? And don’t you think it’s funny how the
Bad Dumb Asses always gloat when their teammate wins the Inferno? They’re all such greedy bastards; did it ever occur to them that they have to divide the money at the end? Less people, more money. Duh.
Oh, but the part in the latest episode when Julie is chanting to herself “The road to God is straight and narrow…” and then almost immediately falls in the water is priceless. I’ve always thought when people pray for trivial things such as marrying George Clooney, wanting a Benz delivered, bigger boobs, winning a Life Shield on an MTV show; that God isn’t really trying to hear you. I could be wrong, though.
professional indemnity insurance is going to be on PPV this weekend. From those that have seen it, yea or nay? Remember, there’s $3.99 on the line.
I was looking at my stats the other day and someone ended up here by asking Google the question: Am I easily manipulated? You know, the fact that someone is turning to Google to answer such a thing for them makes me think the answer is: HELL YEAH. Oh, and this is also a good time to mention that any comment, email or search term is liable to become blog fodder. Them’s the breaks.
My brother is on his way over with chinese food and beer. Ahhh, doesn’t get any better. Yes, I’m spoiled. Byeeeeee.