What I did accompllish:
1. 2 loads of laundry, 1 load is still in the dryer.
2. Stacked the papers on my desk and threw away a few receipts. (that counts for cleaning)

What I still need to accomplish:
1. Rest of the laundry (2 loads left….. I now have enough clothes to last me another 3 months!)
2. Expense Report
3. Find answers to Benefit plan
4. Sign up for LA Fitness
5. Walk…. even though Lily isn’t here to join me.
6. Call Erin S I left a message on her answering machine, that’s good enough
7. Write emails!

Lisa and I got 2 tall, skim, no-foam lattes FREE at Starbucks yesterday! Lisa’s friend Carmelita works there now and she was feeling generous, I suppose. It was very nice not having to spend $50.00 for 2 coffees.
Today I must….
1. Try to understand the new benefits package my company is offering.
2. Do 5 loads of laundry… if I let this go on any longer, I will have to wear my bathing suit tomorrow.
3. Clean my desk.
4. SIGN UP FOR LA FITNESS!!!!!
5. Call Erin S
6. Write emails that I have been putting off because I am sooooooooo over-extended at work.

The Smoking Gun: Joe Millionaire” finalist starred in bondage and fetish flicks Since I have expressed my dismay with Joe Bachelor, I thought I would confess a twisted wish. I want him to choose Sarah. This way, when he takes her aside and he confesses that he is not a milliionaire but a blue collar worker, she can say, “That is okay honey. I too have a confession, I star in kinky bondage and fetish films…. do you still love me?”

Recalling John Garfield, Rugged Star KO’d by Fate I loved John Garfield when I was a teenager, heck, I still do! Back then, my counterparts were pining for Kirk Cameron while I yearned for a man who died in 1952. Typical. Few of my favorite John Garfield movies: Humoresque with Joan Crawford and Oscar Levant(!!!) , Four Daughters and the sequel Four Wives, They Made me a Criminal with the Dead End Kids, Dust be my Destiny (also with Priscilla Lane who played opposite him in the Four Daughters and Four Wives), and last but not least (and I have forgotten a few) THE POSTMAN ALWAYS RINGS TWICE!!!!! What an absolutely terrific movie! I still remember how it blew me away. The next day I fell in love with Hank, a boy in school who just happened to resemble John Garfield. I was wandering the halls when I first spied him… and suddenly the room swirled and I heard music playing! A few weeks later, I anonymously put a note in Hank’s locker declaring my love. I waited for his reaction, hoping he would be pleased. Instead, after reading the note, he crumpled it up and threw it away! Following behind him, I retrieved the note from the trash and in red ink scrawled…. something. And then I pried open his locker and taped the note to the inside door. I didn’t wait for his reaction.

Watched Bridezilla. Unreal. Words can’t describe my reaction. Then I watched maybe 5 minutes of Joe Millionaire until I couldn’t take anymore and I ran out of the room. I wound up in my bed (fetal position), repeating to myself: I am not like those women… they do not speak for me!
I am disturbed by the thought that there are men in the world who watch these shows and honestly believe that this is a true and honest depiction of woman. At least in movies or sitcoms, there is the element of fiction…. but these are ‘reality’ shows. What reality do they represent?!? Where do they find these people?!?!

It is Sunday night and I am bored. That explains why I went on Match.com and looked up the losers who corresponded with me last Summer and then dropped me faster than a hot potato after one measly date. Can you believe most of them are still there!?! Certainly makes me feel better…. as if the onus is not on me. Online dating was a pulverizing experience and I am glad I threw in the towel– Never Again! Although, I do get a sick thrill out of perusing Match.com just to see how many desperate, single men are out there. Makes me feel a little bit better…

Audra’s The Surreal Life Page 100% Audgie!!!

Cuss Control so true… and i am soooooo guilty

Bundesdance New and Improved!

Lisa, Audra, and I went to see Confessions of a Dangerous Mind last night. It should have been called the Chuck Bare-ass Show. There was so much naked male butt, I couldn’t believe it. We were going to see The Hours but I thought it might be a little too depressing but as it turns out the Bare-ass show wasn’t any better. I figured Confessions would be silly and light and present the hitman thing as nothing more than a delusion; I was wrong. Where is a Doris Day Rock/Hudson movie when you need one?