First Crushes

I decided to go to bed early last night, given that I stayed up until 2 the night before and still got up at frickin' 7 o'clock in the morning. So I'm trying to fall asleep, The tv is on so 1)RTL can find her way to bed and 2)RTL is going to turn it on anyway. I picked a channel that I want to listen to in bed.

I was almost in dreamland when I hear faint strains of music that I recognize. My first thought is that I forgot to turn off iTunes, so I'm listening really hard to figure out if it's the computer or the tv. Then I hear "here we are, face to face, a couple of"

SILVER SPOONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I scared the bejeebers out of RTL because I jumped out of bed squealing in delight.

Sick.
I know.

How happy am I? Words cannot describe nor contain my excitement. Nick at Night is running SILVER SPOONS. The only thing that would make this better would be to own all the seasons on dvd. I LOVED Ricky Schroeder! I even considered him as a possible first husband. Of course he was in competition with Brian T. in 5th grade. I loved that show even with its intense cheesiness factor.

I'll be moving my SILVER SPOONS wishlist to a season pass and recording every episode I can get my grubby little hands on.

Days like these.

This is my early morning rant before I buckle down to finish RTL's file.

First, I'm sure that the flames that started around her feet are licking closer to the top of her head. She's stressing me out because I can't have it all done yesterday. And criticized because I'm looking at each record an average of 30 seconds. I'm biting my tongue because what I want to say is "well, if you don't like how I'm doing it, then do it yourself". But I'm nice and it pays property taxes. ARRRRRGGGGGGGGG!

Add a little repetitive motion strain to that and it looks like it going to be a long day.

I think it's going to rain.

I had trouble eating my cereal because the cat was in my lap trying to put her face in the bowl. I knew I should have used soy milk this morning.

And finally, I HATE fat days. The scale says - "wow! the exercise is working well." The mirror says - "You go girl! Apples really are the secret." The clothes on the other hand say - "What in the hell have you been shoving down you throat?" But what's screwed up is that these are the clothes that fit now, and the too big clothes, they are too big! I hate fat days.

I wish it were Friday already.

The Mermaid Parade!

I'm going to miss The Mermaid Parade this year.
I'm so sad.
I love The Mermaid Parade.
I love Coney Island.
I want to go.

How wickedly accurate!

The funny thing is that I do prefer drinking with just my good friend Jose Cuervo. Although sometimes a nice bubbly glass of champagne tickles the tongue nicely.

Your Virgo Drinking Style

Hey brainiac, you are compelled to impose order onto your bender. Your famously fussy quest for purity could lead to drinking less than other signs, sure... But it could also lead to drinking booze neatly (like sucking down organic wine or having extreme brand loyalty). You rarely get fully shellacked -- but, oh, when you do! Virgo's controlled by the intellect, but there's an unbridled beast lurking within, and they let it loose when walloped. It's dead sexy (and surprisingly unsloppy). As one Virgo friend used to declare, "I'm going to drink myself into a low level of intelligence tonight." A toast to the subgenius IQ!

Your Signature Cocktails

Many Virgos prefer clear, simple, untreacly drinks like vodka tonic or a real margarita, though you can be found drinking anything from unflinchingly downing Cuervo straight to smirkingly ordering a dirty virgin. You also tend to like bitter, low-alk guzzles like Campari and soda. However, you rarely change your signature drink once you've found it.

Your Celebrity Drinking Buddies

Cameron Diaz, Hugh Grant, Keanu Reeves, Nicole Richie, Bill Murray, Jada Pinkett Smith, Adam Sandler, and Ricki Lake.

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