Big Things
Got back from the doc. I didn't talk to him about my throat infection. I just had him do the physical and fax it over. I also went to do a blood test in the last 15 minutes before I had to make a mad dash to work. I got here in the nick of time! When I was doing the blood test, she couldn't get at the vein in my left arm so she had to try the right arm. She said this is because I'm not drinking enough water! Gosh, now I have to worry about water. I thought I was good; I don't drink pop or alcohol, just orange juice, grape juice, and milk.
This must be the funniest name I've heard yet. This dudette's name is Mrs. Wako! Haven't heard that one before. I've heard all the ones that include a male organ in all it's variants.
J found out that I need a publisher's certificate for any professional editing positions. Sometimes he makes me want to snap--not b/c of this but of the way he's so disagreeable. About anything. To the next person, they may not even notice it b/c it's really quite minor but like a stupid bug flying near your head--that's what it feels like. It's irritating.
Anyway, I really liked last night's episode of Sex and the City. Carrie turned 35 and her friends couldn't make it to the little party that THEY forced her to be a part of. But only Carrie turns up at the fancy restaurant. The other girls got stuck in traffic. So she leaves and later gets dragged out by her friends where she confesses that she feels not old but alone. In the next episode, Carrie takes part as a model for a fashion bonanza. She didn't look good in the hair nor the make-up and I didn't get the outfit. I think she looks beautiful when she wears only a little make-up and wears dresses that are clingy but not revealing and hence looking like a whore. And I like it when she walks normal, not struts around like some kind of has-been. We get it Sarah Parker, you're thin and beautiful. There's nothing else you have to prove on the big screens.
On Friday I watched some sketches of MAD TV and I noticed their skits are getting more and more riske. One of them was a skit taking place in a porn studio and they were performing porn for a live studio audience. And along with their questionable antics, I don't find them funny anymore. The old gang was a lot funnier with David Macdonald(he's still around), Debra (I LOVED her part of Mrs. Halifa Bonifa Latifa Sharifa Jackson who plays a disgruntled black chick, the white chick that plays a latino with Debra Wilson, the big white teddy bear--I looooved him, and the black dude--I loooooooooooved him even more. He was truly fantastic in whatever skit he did. He did some disgruntled black dude parts as well. I wonder where he's at now. Sometimes I see the old MAD TV gang in those sprite commercials--or is it mountain dew?
Tonight is Average Joe night. I wonder what's going to go down. I hope something romantic continues to develop b/w her and Big Heart. He makes her laugh a lot. Speaking of Big Hearts, that's another thing women want. Someone with a truly big heart and humour that runs a mile long. I've met one guy that made me laugh a lot but he didn't have heart. I've yet to meet someone with both. They are rare but a-holes and committment-phobics and narcissists are a dime a dozen. Maybe that's why firemen do it for most girls.
It's funny when it's all about the girl, it's called Average Joe. When it's all about the guy, it's called The Bachelor. I guess they figure, guys can handle it and I don't think the ladies will come on national television and humiliate themselves by being deemed as average jane.
A few nights ago I watched Spider Man on tv. Watching it a second or third time made me tolerate Kirsten's bad acting a little bit. She really sucks. The first time I saw it, I wasn't impressed at all. My favourite moment was the ending when Kirsten kissed Parker and as he was walking away, had a sudden de-ja-vu (b/c she had kissed him before but as Spider Man). That was really lovely.
So the French books just sit there these days, occasionally reflecting the glare of the sun or make like a place mat for my plate of food at night. For now, they just add a splash of colour to the decor of the living room. I need some direction in my life! I want to do big things.
GW
This must be the funniest name I've heard yet. This dudette's name is Mrs. Wako! Haven't heard that one before. I've heard all the ones that include a male organ in all it's variants.
J found out that I need a publisher's certificate for any professional editing positions. Sometimes he makes me want to snap--not b/c of this but of the way he's so disagreeable. About anything. To the next person, they may not even notice it b/c it's really quite minor but like a stupid bug flying near your head--that's what it feels like. It's irritating.
Anyway, I really liked last night's episode of Sex and the City. Carrie turned 35 and her friends couldn't make it to the little party that THEY forced her to be a part of. But only Carrie turns up at the fancy restaurant. The other girls got stuck in traffic. So she leaves and later gets dragged out by her friends where she confesses that she feels not old but alone. In the next episode, Carrie takes part as a model for a fashion bonanza. She didn't look good in the hair nor the make-up and I didn't get the outfit. I think she looks beautiful when she wears only a little make-up and wears dresses that are clingy but not revealing and hence looking like a whore. And I like it when she walks normal, not struts around like some kind of has-been. We get it Sarah Parker, you're thin and beautiful. There's nothing else you have to prove on the big screens.
On Friday I watched some sketches of MAD TV and I noticed their skits are getting more and more riske. One of them was a skit taking place in a porn studio and they were performing porn for a live studio audience. And along with their questionable antics, I don't find them funny anymore. The old gang was a lot funnier with David Macdonald(he's still around), Debra (I LOVED her part of Mrs. Halifa Bonifa Latifa Sharifa Jackson who plays a disgruntled black chick, the white chick that plays a latino with Debra Wilson, the big white teddy bear--I looooved him, and the black dude--I loooooooooooved him even more. He was truly fantastic in whatever skit he did. He did some disgruntled black dude parts as well. I wonder where he's at now. Sometimes I see the old MAD TV gang in those sprite commercials--or is it mountain dew?
Tonight is Average Joe night. I wonder what's going to go down. I hope something romantic continues to develop b/w her and Big Heart. He makes her laugh a lot. Speaking of Big Hearts, that's another thing women want. Someone with a truly big heart and humour that runs a mile long. I've met one guy that made me laugh a lot but he didn't have heart. I've yet to meet someone with both. They are rare but a-holes and committment-phobics and narcissists are a dime a dozen. Maybe that's why firemen do it for most girls.
It's funny when it's all about the girl, it's called Average Joe. When it's all about the guy, it's called The Bachelor. I guess they figure, guys can handle it and I don't think the ladies will come on national television and humiliate themselves by being deemed as average jane.
A few nights ago I watched Spider Man on tv. Watching it a second or third time made me tolerate Kirsten's bad acting a little bit. She really sucks. The first time I saw it, I wasn't impressed at all. My favourite moment was the ending when Kirsten kissed Parker and as he was walking away, had a sudden de-ja-vu (b/c she had kissed him before but as Spider Man). That was really lovely.
So the French books just sit there these days, occasionally reflecting the glare of the sun or make like a place mat for my plate of food at night. For now, they just add a splash of colour to the decor of the living room. I need some direction in my life! I want to do big things.
GW
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