I remember going to bed angry last night, and I'm not sure if it was because I got home at one and was drunk (which I don't normally do on a weeknight, but there were dollar-drinks involved), or if it was because I've been in a week-long fight over "Strawberry Wine" (see my last post; SOMEONE refuses to accept how great it is). In any event, I woke up this morning in a (relatively) fine mood, but confused about what fueled last night's ire.
I realize this makes for a rather lame blog post, but I've been busy this week and today is the first time I've been able to sit still for a while. You know those flash ads - usually for home owner's insurance - that feature cartoon people dancing in a way that can only be described as "getting jiggy with it" (which is what the Indian marine scientist suggested his apprentice do in Spring Break Shark Attack - reference to earlier post number two! - instead of wasting time figuring out why mangled sea turtles kept showing up on the beach)? Well, I spent ten minutes staring at a woman who was so excited about getting a degree in thirteen months, and after doing so I find it's really difficult crafting a well-written missive about anything other than my hangover.
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3 comments:
uh. Strawberry Wine is great and all...but totes not worth a week nay day long fight, 15 mins tops.
For real, you need to put that shit to bed, much in the same way that me, Mindy and Jackie have given up on fighting with you about "Ignition (Remix)". Just harbor the resentment silently like we do.
You should really change it to 'someones', anyhow.
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