On my mind today is absolutely nothing, except for:
DeAnna did not give Graham a rose and then he handed her a letter and said it was just for her to read and then she cried and wondered if she had made a mistake.
Horrible “new release” movie choices on Netflix, unless you count “Fool’s Gold” as stellar entertainment. Matthew and Kate making another movie where she is silly and giggly and scene set ups that require him to go shirtless.
It’s still hot, which makes me pissy and tired, like yesterday when I yelled at Tim for using the ice maker which sounds like a rock tumbler which woke me from my afternoon sofa nap.
Summer reality shows have lost their minds. These Japanese inspired shows where the contestants are running around on giant rubber balls and sliding down into mud pits are really making me angry.
Feeling guilty that I haven’t called my mother in 2 days.
Feeling guilty that I never cook dinner anymore, and use the excuse that “we are all on different schedules” even though we aren’t.
Wondering if Angelina Jolie’s new movie “Wanted” will be her usual fine kick-ass stuff. I would love to see Angie kick Jennifer Aniston’s whiny “oh I love John Mayer because he’s such a poet” face into oblivion. Don’t get me started. Ok where was I…
I wish I was reading a really good book, one that I couldn’t put down.
Wishing I could get Tim to understand why I shouldn’t work anymore, and wondering why he doesn’t understand my need to stay home, read blogs and watch daytime t.v.
Wanting to dump my house upside down and redecorate in a contemporary style.
Trying to pinpoint the day Tom C. lost his mind and became a freakshow.
That’s what is in my head today.