First of all, wow. Thank you all for your input on the “My Friend is About To Marry A Gay Man” fiasco. Much obliged. My readers are awesome.
As for what will happen, I’m sure I’ll keep you up to date on what I do. I may even transcribe our conversation and insert the name Jack every time we mention Mr. 98%. Or this could just be what I’m saying now, since I’m operating on the power of two glasses of pinot noir.
Now that I think of it, I’m pretty sucky at updating you all on important stuff. Like what shampoo I went with. Or what went into the holiday basket. Or posting a picture of the Thanksgiving Day race t-shirt. I’m sorry.
So, without further adieu:
1) I currently use Aussie Cleanse and Mend on my hair. I like it. My hairdresser hasn’t banished it yet. Probably because I haven’t gone back since then. I’m bad at maintenance. I need a trim. And my eyebrows done. But back to the show…
2) I ended up putting coffee creamers in the gift basket. Vanilla flavored. Because I’m now an adult who drinks coffee. But only if it doesn’t taste like coffee. It’s like how I like being an adult because I can buy alcohol and have sex and make money; but unfortunately I have to do silly things like “pay taxes” and “show up on time” and “work for a living.” Sigh.
3) And here’s the pic of my t-shirt. Just imagine The Boy’s and The Golden Child’s with the operative word replaced….
Too lazy to make it right side up.
Aren’t my boobs nice? You don’t have to answer that.
Other thoughts currently encapsulating my brain:
The new Brita commercials make me want to pee.
Clint Eastwood is old. And kinda looks like a tree.
Wine is good.
I enjoy eating ice cream and watching The Biggest Loser. Does this make me a bad person?
I always eat during the biggest loser. It’s horrible.
Clint totally does look like a tree. The kind of tree that kids won’t climb and dogs won’t pee on. The kind of tree that shoots you with a hand cannon and takes shit from no one.
Wine is good, and I only drink coffee if it doesn’t taste like coffee too.
I love wine and unfortunately hate being a grown up!
You’re SO not alone. Last night The Biggest Loser paired well with wine and cheese and frosting off my boyfriend’s birthday cake. What was with the trainers yelling at us through the TV though?? Sort of creepy.
I like watching the first and last episode of the biggest loser. I like to see which of the girls will look hot after they lose all that weight.
and Jillian…she is…one of my celeb crushes.
I’m not fond of wine, but no Italian believes me, they try to make me drink (a bottle) with lunch and dinner.
I miss American tv. I miss eating food in front of it…but apparently that is “frowned upon”
–wait, how have I survived the past 6 months?
Must be the coffee, I loves me some coffee.
I prefer it to taste like creamy sugar, but whatevs.
And, not to leave a marathon comment, but I love how you mentioned “Will & Grace” in one post and in this one referenced (I hope on purpose) Friends (with the title and all).
That is all.