- The Play: That one’s an obvious one. That took up more time than expected.

- TV: Another obvious one, although I’ve had to squeeze in my shows here and there when I wasn’t rehearsing. I’m pretty much caught up on my weekly must-see shows, but I’m about two and a half weeks behind on my Ellen and Daily Show viewing. Any free moment I had after practicing, I was crashed out in front of my TV.

- The Boy: This may be the craziest one. I actually now have a b-b-b-b-…it’s so unnatural I can’t even say it. I have a b-b-b…a boyfriend! There, I said it. Phew. Also? Weird. I'm not used to having a real one of those. But he’s adorable and sweet, so things are going well there. He’s also quite young and is keeping this old woman up too late. I’m old!

- The Shouting: I think this is the one that is doing it. For some unknown reason, Jerry and I can NOT stop spontaneously shouting, “FLAVOR FLAV!” all day long. We’re both okay until we say it once. Then it’s downhill the rest of the day, because we simply can not stop. In fact, I feel the need to do it right now. FLAVOR FLAV!!! Oh my God, I just had to call Jerry and yell it to him over the phone. I was trying not to be too loud since I’m at work, and he was trying to muffle it back for the same reason, but we just couldn’t help it. Just try muffling the joyous shout of “FLAVOR FLAV!” It’s impossible! It also reduced me to a pile of uncontrollable laughter at my desk. Ah, how I love “Mr. F.” The poor kids today who just know him from The Surreal Life are truly missing out on the genius that is the video for 911 Is A Joke. When Flavor Flav is eating the lettuce? There’s not many visuals more entertaining than that. FLAVOR FLAV!!! I can’t stop! Help me! If you can’t help me, at least join me. C’mon, do it. It’s alarmingly fun. FLAVOR FLAV!!!

And I wonder where my time goes.

FLAVOR FLAV!!!!!!!!!!!

Celebrity Boyfriend of the Day: Richard Marx
What? I’m not ashamed! His greatest hits CD ROCKS. And the man is like a fine wine with the way he has aged. Damn, he looked good on Ellen a few weeks back. And you’ve got to give props to a guy who quits recording and touring for several years so he can spend time helping to raise his kids. Now he’s back and looking hotter than ever. For crying out loud, the guy could even rock a mullet back in the day. Rock on, Richard. And come over and sing Hold on to the Night to me. [swooooooooon]


before & after





2006-09-30 - Site Move & Favorite Entries
2006-09-25 - Evil Easter Bunnies & Rock Climbing!
2006-09-22 - Shameful-Purchase Hiding & A New Dentist Plan
2006-09-19 - Birthday Picture/Video Diary & The Wheelmobile
2006-09-14 - An Entry About Hall & Oates? Really?





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