I love Dre Bly for good now (as though I didn't before), many props to him for taking a stand against the real problem, Joey Harrington:
"One guy in particular ... is the cause of this whole thing," Bly said on the NFL Network. "It's not hard to figure out. ... The quarterback here has been bad. ... He has not really gotten the job done ever since I have been here. ... I really believe Coach would not have been fired if Jeff (Garcia) would have been healthy."
And he expounded to the Free Press.
"Joey's been here four years," he said, "and being the No. 3 pick in the draft, he hasn't given us anything."
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Thursday, November 24, 2005
New Favorite Channel
Not that I really should be watching any television at all with all of the homework that I have, but lately I just cannot resist A&E. I am a reality TV junkie, and shows like Dog the Bounty Hunter, Growing Up Gotti, and most especially Reality 1, really capture my fancy. If you haven't been fortunate enough to catch an episode of Reality 1, I highly suggest it. Basically these two guys go around the country, find random people down on their luck, and attempt to hook them up with people who can help them get on top of things or achieve their life long dreams. So love it.
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Happy Bunny
I know Happy Bunny is kinda played out (at least I think he is) but there are some things he says that I will always find funny. Like that little tin of mints that has "POISON" crossed out and "Mints for Friend" written in. Or this, which is so very, very true.
Saturday, November 19, 2005
Jake's in the Element
My dear friend Jacob is the proud new owner of a brand new beautiful Honda Element. I'm extremely excited about this because it was the vehicle that I was advocating for him to get. When he took me for a ride in it, I was not dissapointed. It's beautiful! Not only does it lack the weird black plastic on the outside of previous models, the interior is way cooler than I expected. "Stadium seating" in the back seat, a massive sunroof, and seats that fold down to make a giant bed for camping make it into one of the most amazing things I have experienced (I know, I need to get out more).
But now I'm jealous... not that I don't love my "new" Geo, it's just dang, that thing is a beaut.
But now I'm jealous... not that I don't love my "new" Geo, it's just dang, that thing is a beaut.
The Usual Suspects
I'm sitting upstairs at Rendez-Vous again (I know you are surprised), attempting to finish this paper that's been giving me a lot more trouble than I expected (bad paper, No!) and it is super quiet up here. This can obviously be explained by the UofM/Ohio State game that's going on at the moment, you know everyone in town is either there or at a tailgate or something.
Except for not everyone is there... I'm not there, and neither is my little Rendez-Vous family. The Usual Suspects, as I so fondly call them. The group of individuals that come here every day to study, like me. I don't know their names, nor do I really care to, but I know they've got my back. And I've got theirs. How sweet.
Except for not everyone is there... I'm not there, and neither is my little Rendez-Vous family. The Usual Suspects, as I so fondly call them. The group of individuals that come here every day to study, like me. I don't know their names, nor do I really care to, but I know they've got my back. And I've got theirs. How sweet.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Smita the Viking
Hey peeps, check out this cute halloween pic of Smita and her friends as Vikings. She's the one on the left, in case you can't guess. Adorable!
Love the pic but it sure does make me miss her!
Love the pic but it sure does make me miss her!
Friday, November 11, 2005
My Pal Willie
I've loved Willie Nelson since I was a very small child, and that love has never waned. I find his voice and song selection positively soothing, and it is highly conducive to my study habits (one earphone bud in, one out). God, I love this man. He must be like a hundred years old or something, huh? I hope he lives a hundred more.
I think what I'm trying to say is that I want Willie Nelson to be my buddy. For some reason, I don't think he's really going to go for that.
I think what I'm trying to say is that I want Willie Nelson to be my buddy. For some reason, I don't think he's really going to go for that.
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
KTC Needs
I forget what those things are called, where someone emails you a bunch of questions about yourself and then you're supposed to fill it out and send it to all your friends with the hope that they will do the same. The new, internet savvy, bastardized form of the age-old chainletter. I almost never respond to those, with the exception of if they are from my mother (she gets mad if I don't), if they are super short and from a good friend, or if they are really innovative and fun. I stumbled across this one, and I really like it... very funny and interesting to do.
So what you do is go to google and type in "[your name] needs" (yes, in quotes) and copy and paste the sentences that come up in the list of results. It's great, at least I think so.
Here are my lists and you people better paste yours in the comments or your family will be cursed for at least 7 years (okay, maybe not, but do it anyway).
KTC needs...
KTC needs to hear from you about the future of our club.
KTC needs to start petitioning the appropriate authority.
KTC needs to consider this
"new" technology.
KTC needs help with fund raising.
KTC needs your help!
KTC needs some challenges!
Katie needs... (guess how many of these are about recent Scientology phenomenon Katie Holmes)
Katie needs to go.
Katie needs a project manager.
Katie needs to follow up.
Katie needs to get a grip.
Katie needs to figure out if she wants to move forward, maintain old friends, or what kind of person she is going to be.
Katie needs to say no.
Katie needs love and affection.
Katie needs to talk to her friend.
Katie needs a quiet(ish) life.
Katie needs help but she deserves a second chance.
Katie needs extra time.
Katie needs a C-section.
Katie needs to stay away from those negative web sites and focus on what she needs to do!
Katie needs to run far, far away.
So what you do is go to google and type in "[your name] needs" (yes, in quotes) and copy and paste the sentences that come up in the list of results. It's great, at least I think so.
Here are my lists and you people better paste yours in the comments or your family will be cursed for at least 7 years (okay, maybe not, but do it anyway).
KTC needs...
KTC needs to hear from you about the future of our club.
KTC needs to start petitioning the appropriate authority.
KTC needs to consider this
"new" technology.
KTC needs help with fund raising.
KTC needs your help!
KTC needs some challenges!
Katie needs... (guess how many of these are about recent Scientology phenomenon Katie Holmes)
Katie needs to go.
Katie needs a project manager.
Katie needs to follow up.
Katie needs to get a grip.
Katie needs to figure out if she wants to move forward, maintain old friends, or what kind of person she is going to be.
Katie needs to say no.
Katie needs love and affection.
Katie needs to talk to her friend.
Katie needs a quiet(ish) life.
Katie needs help but she deserves a second chance.
Katie needs extra time.
Katie needs a C-section.
Katie needs to stay away from those negative web sites and focus on what she needs to do!
Katie needs to run far, far away.
"New" Car
Thanks to the generosity of mankind, I've finally gotten some wheels. A friend of a friend was trying to get rid of a well-running 1990 Geo, and he gave it to me for FREE. Are you kidding? That's amazing. And for sure will get me around town for emergencys and late night studying which is all I really need.
It's insured, I've still got to get it registered, but I'm SO RELIEVED. It will be so nice to have that aspect of independence back. Thanks to all who simpathized with my plight, and thanks even more so to those who carted me around the last few days.
WOO HOO! I've got some wheels!
It's insured, I've still got to get it registered, but I'm SO RELIEVED. It will be so nice to have that aspect of independence back. Thanks to all who simpathized with my plight, and thanks even more so to those who carted me around the last few days.
WOO HOO! I've got some wheels!
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Don Vito's Dog
This might be kinda a weird post. We'll see how it turns out, but I apologize in advance if it sucks.
People watching in the morning while I am waiting for the bus is really interesting. I see all kinds of people: kids going to school, business men walking downtown to work, and of course runners and bikers (damn people with too much motivation and energy, I hate them). Sometimes, and always when I am waiting out there around 7:30, I see Don Vito walking his dog. You understand that this guy is not the actual Don Vito, but that's what I have named him. They look very similar.
As if it wasn't weird or amusing enough that the dude looks like Mr. Vito, what he does every morning is equally strange. He parks his car on the street in front of my bus stop, gets the dog out and walks away. About five minutes later, he comes back. Without the dog!! The first time I saw this, I immediately thought the worst... Don Vito had ditched the dog somewhere in Eberwhite Woods or totally abandoned him elsewhere. I did think that it was possible that someone dogsits for him during the day, but then, what is the point of parking the car so far from the destination?
You will be happy to know that since that first time, I've seen the dog again, so he's not tied up to a random tree somewhere. But I'm still curious about what Vito is doing. So I made up a story about it that rather suits me.
So this is what is going on. Vito and his (now ex) wife just went through a messy divorce, mainly because she thought that he was fat, lazy, and didn't take care of himself. She just couldn't stand that he couldn't make some sort of effort, even when she threatened to leave him. So, hence the divorce. But they had this dog, see, and they both loved him a lot so they decided to do the joint custody thing. She works from home so she gets the dog during the day while Vito is at work.
Now, in an effort to impress and possibly win back his ex-wife, Don tells her that he is exercizing by walking the dog all the way from his apartment to her house every day. Unfortunately, he can't actually bring himself to do this, so he parks the few blocks away so she won't see him drive up.
Well, there you go. I'm pretty strange, huh? This is what I think about while on the bus. A girl can't study all the time.
People watching in the morning while I am waiting for the bus is really interesting. I see all kinds of people: kids going to school, business men walking downtown to work, and of course runners and bikers (damn people with too much motivation and energy, I hate them). Sometimes, and always when I am waiting out there around 7:30, I see Don Vito walking his dog. You understand that this guy is not the actual Don Vito, but that's what I have named him. They look very similar.
As if it wasn't weird or amusing enough that the dude looks like Mr. Vito, what he does every morning is equally strange. He parks his car on the street in front of my bus stop, gets the dog out and walks away. About five minutes later, he comes back. Without the dog!! The first time I saw this, I immediately thought the worst... Don Vito had ditched the dog somewhere in Eberwhite Woods or totally abandoned him elsewhere. I did think that it was possible that someone dogsits for him during the day, but then, what is the point of parking the car so far from the destination?
You will be happy to know that since that first time, I've seen the dog again, so he's not tied up to a random tree somewhere. But I'm still curious about what Vito is doing. So I made up a story about it that rather suits me.
So this is what is going on. Vito and his (now ex) wife just went through a messy divorce, mainly because she thought that he was fat, lazy, and didn't take care of himself. She just couldn't stand that he couldn't make some sort of effort, even when she threatened to leave him. So, hence the divorce. But they had this dog, see, and they both loved him a lot so they decided to do the joint custody thing. She works from home so she gets the dog during the day while Vito is at work.
Now, in an effort to impress and possibly win back his ex-wife, Don tells her that he is exercizing by walking the dog all the way from his apartment to her house every day. Unfortunately, he can't actually bring himself to do this, so he parks the few blocks away so she won't see him drive up.
Well, there you go. I'm pretty strange, huh? This is what I think about while on the bus. A girl can't study all the time.
Third Annual Liberty Halloween Party
Hmm... don't really know what to say about the party except it was stressful but very fun. People got drunk and effed up my house, I dropped a camera that wasn't mine on the kitchen floor (yes, it broke), and Brad's brother almost pissed in my recycling bin. Wait, did I say it was fun?
I guess it was, but I don't want to do it ever again. So when next Halloween is approaching and I start yapping on about having a party, please, please remind me of this post.
I think the best thing about the party was the costumes. Everyone looked amazing. Among my favorites: Metrosexual Satan, Spaceghost, David Bowie from Labrynth, Joe Dirt, and members of Team Zissou. Of course, you can see that Keri and I looked great, as the goddess Nike and a Detroit Lion, respectively.
I guess it was, but I don't want to do it ever again. So when next Halloween is approaching and I start yapping on about having a party, please, please remind me of this post.
I think the best thing about the party was the costumes. Everyone looked amazing. Among my favorites: Metrosexual Satan, Spaceghost, David Bowie from Labrynth, Joe Dirt, and members of Team Zissou. Of course, you can see that Keri and I looked great, as the goddess Nike and a Detroit Lion, respectively.
Monday, October 31, 2005
Fight!
The oddest thing happened last night while I was studying at Rendez-Vous. There was a brawl, can you believe it? The Vous is just a little coffee shop on campus, usually pretty quiet setting for the usual, regular group that always hangs out there. Not last night.
Some girlfriends and I were sitting there, minding our own business, when out of nowhere this guy (we'll call him "Crazy" from here) approaches this other guy ("Random" from now on) and ferociously asks him if he has a problem. Up to this point, Random had been doing homework on his laptop and listening to his headphones. He took the phones off, and asked Crazy what he said. Even louder, Crazy yells,
"Hey man, DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM?" At which point all of Rendez-Vous turns to stare.
Without warning, Crazy hauls back and punches Random in the face. Random jumps up to defend himself as Crazy attempts to push him over the stairway railing. Random manages to get into the middle of the room (away from the dangerous railing) but Crazy is still attached to him, throwing punches like a madman. Other guys jumped into the fight, creating an all out brawl. Eventually Crazy got pinned to the floor and Random could get away.
Three guys were holding Crazy back because he was seriously intent on whooping Random's ass. Random went downstairs to hopefully calm Crazy down, which worked well enough until the cops came. The ensuing questioning of Crazy was very interesting and telling of his serious mental illness, but I don't have time to go into that here.
I was just absolutely amazed at how quickly this event occured and out of the middle of nothing. And in Rendez-Vous, no less... it's not like I was hanging out at Deja Vu or The Elbow Room, for crying out loud.
Some girlfriends and I were sitting there, minding our own business, when out of nowhere this guy (we'll call him "Crazy" from here) approaches this other guy ("Random" from now on) and ferociously asks him if he has a problem. Up to this point, Random had been doing homework on his laptop and listening to his headphones. He took the phones off, and asked Crazy what he said. Even louder, Crazy yells,
"Hey man, DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM?" At which point all of Rendez-Vous turns to stare.
Without warning, Crazy hauls back and punches Random in the face. Random jumps up to defend himself as Crazy attempts to push him over the stairway railing. Random manages to get into the middle of the room (away from the dangerous railing) but Crazy is still attached to him, throwing punches like a madman. Other guys jumped into the fight, creating an all out brawl. Eventually Crazy got pinned to the floor and Random could get away.
Three guys were holding Crazy back because he was seriously intent on whooping Random's ass. Random went downstairs to hopefully calm Crazy down, which worked well enough until the cops came. The ensuing questioning of Crazy was very interesting and telling of his serious mental illness, but I don't have time to go into that here.
I was just absolutely amazed at how quickly this event occured and out of the middle of nothing. And in Rendez-Vous, no less... it's not like I was hanging out at Deja Vu or The Elbow Room, for crying out loud.
Ben Folds, My True Love
Yep, I'm gonna do it... gonna talk about Ben some more, and immediately following another Ben post... dang. But seriously, I wanted to let everyone know what an awesome time I had at the show, thought no one would care, and then Alicia goes and asks me to write a post about how it was... so here I am to write about it. Yay!
The show was amazing, Ben was (is) amazing. He was probably technically better than I have ever seen him before, and he played some really good, really old shit, which I did not expect but was absolutely fabulous. Unfortunately he didn't touch the LP that I'm currently obsessed with, and also unfortunately played that one little song that drives me quite crazy (yes people, you've heard it, Brick, it was totally ruined and overplayed, now get over it). But as usual I was blown away by his showmanship, humor, and freaking unbelievable talent. Anna really liked it a lot, which made me very happy. All in all, the second best show I've ever seen of Ben's.
Second best? Why, you ask? Well... the venue itself (Miller Auditorium in Kalamazoo) was beautiful (and we had fab front row balcony seats) but it's surroundings absolutely blew. I don't know if any of you have ever been to K-zoo or Western Michigan University, but I seriously suggest avoiding it if you can. There is positively nothing to do, no where to eat or have a beer on campus, the roads are all freaking confusing, and the people... well, the people there were totally lame. They all looked the same (floppy haired skater boyz and sorority chicas) and generally acted in a rather, um... immature fashion? I'm trying to describe them without totally offending someone. But anyway, they (the people) and it (the campus) pissed me off royally and I hope not to return.
Ben. Seriously. Come to Ann Arbor, leave that other shit out of this.
The show was amazing, Ben was (is) amazing. He was probably technically better than I have ever seen him before, and he played some really good, really old shit, which I did not expect but was absolutely fabulous. Unfortunately he didn't touch the LP that I'm currently obsessed with, and also unfortunately played that one little song that drives me quite crazy (yes people, you've heard it, Brick, it was totally ruined and overplayed, now get over it). But as usual I was blown away by his showmanship, humor, and freaking unbelievable talent. Anna really liked it a lot, which made me very happy. All in all, the second best show I've ever seen of Ben's.
Second best? Why, you ask? Well... the venue itself (Miller Auditorium in Kalamazoo) was beautiful (and we had fab front row balcony seats) but it's surroundings absolutely blew. I don't know if any of you have ever been to K-zoo or Western Michigan University, but I seriously suggest avoiding it if you can. There is positively nothing to do, no where to eat or have a beer on campus, the roads are all freaking confusing, and the people... well, the people there were totally lame. They all looked the same (floppy haired skater boyz and sorority chicas) and generally acted in a rather, um... immature fashion? I'm trying to describe them without totally offending someone. But anyway, they (the people) and it (the campus) pissed me off royally and I hope not to return.
Ben. Seriously. Come to Ann Arbor, leave that other shit out of this.
Friday, October 28, 2005
Best Weekend Ever
So, so quick today... I really don't even have time to be posting this, but I promised I would speak of my "rewards" for studying so hard lately, and the time has finally come.
In a half hour, Anna and I are leaving to see Ben Folds in Kalamazoo. If you know me at all, you know that I can hardly contain my excitement and I'm absolutely dying to see Ben in all his glory- his live performance is unbeatable, in my humble opinion. Also, Anna is a Ben Folds Concert Virgin, so she has no idea what is in store. I can't wait to see how much she loves it (I know she will).
Also, tomorrow is our third annual halloween party. If you haven't been invited, it's either cause I never see you anymore or I just plain don't like you. If it's the former, feel free to stop by. This party is stressing me out to no end, but everyone seems really excited and the costumes sound like they will be really cool this year. Excited, excited.
Finally, in an unexpected reward that actually happened last weekend, Jeff Garcia started for the Lions and they beat the Browns (most important game of the season so far this year for me because of the heated rivalry that Jacob, from Cleveland and I, from Detroit have). Unfortunately I am probably not going to be able to watch the game this Sunday because of the mass amounts of homework I still have to do, but oh well.
Dang, too long, gotta go! Have a good weekend, as I know mine will be absolutely SMASHING!
In a half hour, Anna and I are leaving to see Ben Folds in Kalamazoo. If you know me at all, you know that I can hardly contain my excitement and I'm absolutely dying to see Ben in all his glory- his live performance is unbeatable, in my humble opinion. Also, Anna is a Ben Folds Concert Virgin, so she has no idea what is in store. I can't wait to see how much she loves it (I know she will).
Also, tomorrow is our third annual halloween party. If you haven't been invited, it's either cause I never see you anymore or I just plain don't like you. If it's the former, feel free to stop by. This party is stressing me out to no end, but everyone seems really excited and the costumes sound like they will be really cool this year. Excited, excited.
Finally, in an unexpected reward that actually happened last weekend, Jeff Garcia started for the Lions and they beat the Browns (most important game of the season so far this year for me because of the heated rivalry that Jacob, from Cleveland and I, from Detroit have). Unfortunately I am probably not going to be able to watch the game this Sunday because of the mass amounts of homework I still have to do, but oh well.
Dang, too long, gotta go! Have a good weekend, as I know mine will be absolutely SMASHING!
Saturday, October 22, 2005
KTC Heaven
I imagine that if I had four baby monkeys clinging to my limbs, I would be in absolute ecstacy. I look at this picture and think, "oh, man, I wish that was me!" Except for the male/goatee part, that wouldn't be too good. But the baby monkey thing, that is just absolutely fabulous. What a lucky guy.
Friday, October 21, 2005
I'm Going to Tell You a Secret
When I first heard about Madonna's new movie, a documentary of her last tour called "I'm Going to Tell You a Secret," I thought the normal things you might think, like, "probably a has-been publicity stunt," and, "most likely some Kabbalah propaganda bullshit," but I actually enjoyed it.
I was feeling all depressed and couldn't possibly study, but there was nothing else on TV. MTV was showing the movie premier with no commercials, so Danjo and I decided to check it out. The first five minutes or so were exactly what I expected: obscure, weird, and not interesting to me at all.
But then it was just cool and chill... a behind the scenes view of Madonna's tour, complete with cute video opps from the kids and Guy Ritchie (what a catch, by the way). I was especially impressed when she spoke about her marriage and her view on soulmates. She said that if you ever find anyone who you think is perfect, run in the other direction, because your view is obviously skewed (we all know no one is perfect but man, can that be clouded by the puppy love that comes with a new relationship). A soulmate is someone who will challenge you, piss you off, and still be there when the dust settles. Amen, sista!
So anyways, I was surprized that I liked the movie as much as I did. I'm not saying it was the best ever, or that you should run out and see it, just that it could have been a lot worse. And also, it would be so incredibly sweet to be traveling around on tour with Madonna. Alas, a girl can dream...
I was feeling all depressed and couldn't possibly study, but there was nothing else on TV. MTV was showing the movie premier with no commercials, so Danjo and I decided to check it out. The first five minutes or so were exactly what I expected: obscure, weird, and not interesting to me at all.
But then it was just cool and chill... a behind the scenes view of Madonna's tour, complete with cute video opps from the kids and Guy Ritchie (what a catch, by the way). I was especially impressed when she spoke about her marriage and her view on soulmates. She said that if you ever find anyone who you think is perfect, run in the other direction, because your view is obviously skewed (we all know no one is perfect but man, can that be clouded by the puppy love that comes with a new relationship). A soulmate is someone who will challenge you, piss you off, and still be there when the dust settles. Amen, sista!
So anyways, I was surprized that I liked the movie as much as I did. I'm not saying it was the best ever, or that you should run out and see it, just that it could have been a lot worse. And also, it would be so incredibly sweet to be traveling around on tour with Madonna. Alas, a girl can dream...
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Every Woman Needs One
Especially this week, it seems like all guys were injected with the "I'm-a-Huge-Tool Virus." Watch out, it's going around.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
GO LIONS
I forgot to mention at the beginning of last week that the Lions actually won a game! Faboo! Hopefully they can sock it to the Panthers tomorrow as well, but who knows. I heard that Garcia was practicing this week and should be good to go by next weekend. Thank GOD. And when that doesn't work out and they still lose all the time, I should be about ready to go into the midseason depression tailspin that inevitably strikes every year.
Someone get me this belt buckle for Christmas please. Too cute.
Someone get me this belt buckle for Christmas please. Too cute.
Friday, October 14, 2005
That's Hot
I don't really have time today to say much except that for some reason I find this picture incredibly weird, a little scary, and very hot all at the same time. Hope you enjoy it as well.
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Dinner at the Seabury Farm
Wow, I just had the best day... Earlier this month I bid in a silent auction (benefiting Katrina victims) on a dinner with a social work prof who has his own organic farm. Today I finally got to go, and it was amazing.
The Seabury Farm is 93 acres and is the home to tons of cows, a herd of sheep, pigs, more barn kitties than I could count, and two adorable border collies. As you can probably guess, I was in animal heaven.
The farm also yeilds pumpkins, squash, broccoli, peppers, tomatoes, potatoes, and much more. YUM! Dinner was delicious.
The conversation was amazing as well. There were five other MSW students who were all very nice and interesting to talk to. But I really enjoyed talking to Mrs. Seabury, who has a private practice and works a lot with people who have cult involvement and have been diagnosed with dissasociative identity disorder (formerly multiple personality disorder). I've been interested in that shit since I was a kid so it was pretty enthralling to talk to her.
I feel so good now, like I'm doing what I should be doing, and also that I might make it out of school alive. Speaking of which, I had totally planned on coming home and studying, but I'm willing to bet that it's not going to happen because my belly is full and I had two glasses of (fabulous) wine with dinner. I really just feel like sitting here and watching the Made marathon on MTV.
Willpower? Can't find it. Let those books sit in the backpack till tomorrow.
The Seabury Farm is 93 acres and is the home to tons of cows, a herd of sheep, pigs, more barn kitties than I could count, and two adorable border collies. As you can probably guess, I was in animal heaven.
The farm also yeilds pumpkins, squash, broccoli, peppers, tomatoes, potatoes, and much more. YUM! Dinner was delicious.
The conversation was amazing as well. There were five other MSW students who were all very nice and interesting to talk to. But I really enjoyed talking to Mrs. Seabury, who has a private practice and works a lot with people who have cult involvement and have been diagnosed with dissasociative identity disorder (formerly multiple personality disorder). I've been interested in that shit since I was a kid so it was pretty enthralling to talk to her.
I feel so good now, like I'm doing what I should be doing, and also that I might make it out of school alive. Speaking of which, I had totally planned on coming home and studying, but I'm willing to bet that it's not going to happen because my belly is full and I had two glasses of (fabulous) wine with dinner. I really just feel like sitting here and watching the Made marathon on MTV.
Willpower? Can't find it. Let those books sit in the backpack till tomorrow.
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