.....pretending it's another Thursday. It is of course Wednesday, but it feels like Friday, and I don't think I could confuse myself any further if I tried. I've been feeling mildly crazy (or super extra crazy, depending on who you ask) today, and I don't know if it's the weather (god awful), pms (likely), or the build up to what is surely going to be the craziest time of my life, but I do know that if the frigging phone rings one more frigging time, I'm gonna take it apart piece by piece and eat it. Not even deep fried. Have you ever had a day like that? Not a bad day as such, just one of those days that you don't know whether to scratch your watch or wind your butt? That is today for I.
There's been good bits though. My dear friend Angela called me out of the blue, which was a lovely treat, and I had a KILLER lunch with my favorite man -this sandwich concoction with flat bread, pesto, rosemary roasted chicken and cheese, it was offensively good, definitely going on my regular menu rotation. I made plans to start up my choir for the season again today. I got many sweet kisses. Good things that make me forget that I want to light my hair on fire sometimes, just to get out of dealing with idiots.
Moving on! So as mentioned, I have a secret (well, not so secret now) obsession with gossip blogs. I love this stuff, because I feel morally superior (oh please, don't judge me for judging these fools. I have two words for you: Lindsey Lohan), smart (well hello Jessica Simpson), well-adjusted (unlike the various Spearses. Spears's? Speari? whatever, you know what I mean) and there pictures of pretty boys and sometimes there's shoes. I read four with fair regularity, but my longest standing gossip love affair is with Lainey at www.laineygossip.com. She be a judgy, fickle bitch, and I love every word out of her mouth. I love that she's Canadian, and a proud Canadian. I feel like she knows me better for this. I love that she hates all this Twilight foolishness, but what I love the most, it's that she relishes shattering the illusions of the unwashed masses like ourselves. She doesn't want you to be fooled by press conferences and crocodile tears, fake boobs and lashes. She wants you to see these people as they really are - flawed, dumb, entitled HUMANS. So today, Lainey is my slice of fried awesome.
Aaannnnd, there goes the phone again. It was fun while it lasted.