I Need To Get The Eff Out Of New York
In 48 hours, I'll be in L.A.
Can you say Hallelujah? (Oh my God. I just Hosanna'd Los Angeles. Sweet Jesus, I must really be in a rut.)
I'm bored, depressed, irritable, not so interested in blogging, and pale.
The one person I want to call me isn't, and somehow a person I gladly cut out of my life back in November is calling me.
So the joke is that now that I have enough money to stop worrying day and night, my brain is freed up to think about what a mess the rest of my life actually is.
Something better happen in the world soon, so I can blog about something other than my whiny existence.
Yeah, yeah, someone threw a handgrenade at W. That brought a smile to my face.
Renee Zellweger married some country singer and allegedly ate. Wahoo.
Oliver Stone's Alexander will be edited to trim off 8 minutes of the gay storyline to make it more marketable to Red States. Outrage. Anger.
Whatever. Yawn.
Can you say Hallelujah? (Oh my God. I just Hosanna'd Los Angeles. Sweet Jesus, I must really be in a rut.)
I'm bored, depressed, irritable, not so interested in blogging, and pale.
The one person I want to call me isn't, and somehow a person I gladly cut out of my life back in November is calling me.
So the joke is that now that I have enough money to stop worrying day and night, my brain is freed up to think about what a mess the rest of my life actually is.
Something better happen in the world soon, so I can blog about something other than my whiny existence.
Yeah, yeah, someone threw a handgrenade at W. That brought a smile to my face.
Renee Zellweger married some country singer and allegedly ate. Wahoo.
Oliver Stone's Alexander will be edited to trim off 8 minutes of the gay storyline to make it more marketable to Red States. Outrage. Anger.
Whatever. Yawn.
posted by Dxx at 11:02 PM
Here's hoping you get all the sun and fun you can stand in LA--I'm betting you've earned a vacation!
Looking forward to hearing about your trip. Can I live vicariously through you? Thanks.