Not So Blonde

Twitter is pissing me off

Twitter is acting like a 2 dollar whore on her lunch break so I decided to post instead. Speaking of Twitter, who wants to tell me how to fix that widget over there on the sidebar? Yeah, didn’t think so.

What would be really fun is to see if all of my bullet points are under 140 characters but that would take more time than I’m willing to devote to… much of anything.

• What is it about putting regular milk in coffee that cools it down to barely tepid temp? Creamer doesn’t do that.
• I think I’m going to stay away from readers. Google reader and whatever else people use.
• All I ever see is people complaining about them or how overwhelmed they feel with the number of “unread” items.
• Back in the olden days when people actually just blog surfed, you could do it at your leisure and/or when you had time.
• I get that readers serve a purpose but I don’t need something else to feel more anxious over.
• I hate when the cats gallop around the house like little mini horses.
• They woke me at 2am this morning doing that shit.
• Might I add, nothing they do grates on my nerves more.
• Well, maybe when they eat my FAKE plants.
• Or when they try to win staring contests.
• I read once that they’re trying to show dominance by staring you down.
• And let me tell you, ain’t no furry little animal gonna be running this joint!
• Pay the rent and then I’ll let you win, mofo.
• I realize I sound like crazy cat lady.
• That’s because… I am crazy cat lady.
• Top Chef last night was interesting.
• The new judge adds a spark that was lacking.
• I think he’s mean/funny and that’s better than just plain mean.
• Maybe its the British accent.
• People can say the meanest shit but if they’ve got an accent it makes you feel like you’re in on the joke.
• Maybe that’s just me.
• Can Jamie puh-leeeeeeeze make something besides soup and scallops?
• Scallop soup is next, just you wait.
• I’m irritated with her always singing her own praises when week after week it’s scallops, scallops, soup, scallops.
• I was actually kind of pulling for Eugene.
• But that was mostly because he reminds me of an ex-boyfriend.
• Complete with all the tattoos.
• I wouldn’t have wanted to eat any of Eugene’s food, though.
• And that ex-boyfriend was an asshole.
• He’s on Facebook, by the way.
• The Eugene-esque ex-boyfriend, not Eugene.
• Well Eugene is probably on there, too.
• EVERYBODY is on Facebook.
• Padma’s ass is probably on Facebook.
• You know Padma is glad to be rid of Gail.

• I know I’m not the only one that gets the impression Padma is one of those women that likes to be the lone chick in the room.
• Cute little Katie Joel wasn’t like that.
• She sure was boring, though.
• Who’s excited for a new season of Millionaire Matchmaker?
• Yeah, me neither.
• I’m not friends with the ex, just so you know.
• The one on Facebook.
• I’m not friends with many exes.
• I don’t hate them, or wish them harm…
• Most of them.
• But I really don’t care to remain friends with them.
• I’m looking at you, Jeana.
• I come more from the school of thought that you can’t move on until you let go.
• And I, for one, sure as hell don’t want any of R’s exes hanging around.
• Make like Mya and mooooooooove on…

With that, I’m off. Make it a good one, kids. xoxo