Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Hot man, stupid bitch...
i have a serious weakness for men in uniform. i saw a hot guy in uniform today and got weak in the knees. i imagined tackling him down to the ground and introducing myself on a much more personal level. it sounded absolutely delicious, but instead i just flashed him my finest "damn, i want you" smile.
ok, a little bone to pick. i flipped over to this replay of the oprah show on the woman who lost her husband on the cruise ship. maybe she killed him, maybe somebody else did, maybe it was an accident. i started out thinking she was a liar. then i started to believe her because she seemed sincere. then she started picking and harping to d-e-a-t-h trivial little shit with the president of royal carribean. she started bitching and rehashing shit. she asked about a dozen times that he just apologize that they screwed up, didn't do enough, etc etc. hi, this coming from the woman who a few million people believe killed her husband? you screwed up too. and every time he tried to state what they did do (and save their cruise line's ass PR-wise) after doing what she asked, she started right at square one. i apologize if there was confusion, but we did do this.... to her that was like he never apologized verbatim the words she said she wanted to hear him say. good lord, you're trying to get the world to believe you aren't the argumentative type, and this is how you prove it?! you wasted about 45 minutes of the oprah show busting this guy's ass, and it was 100% shit she could have talked about off the air with him. none of it was quality tv or even sensationalist tv. it was annoying bitch with a microphone tv. nothing was enough. and she tried to pin the fault on the cruise ship. i don't know, just an hour of my life that i want back now.
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