i bet it stung

so i was driving home just now from a short voyage out this evening, and saw a dude who looked exactly like frank from trading spaces walk across the street. well, frank minus 45 pounds and a hawaiian shirt.

and now i'm sitting here with a mac's froster and a brand new jane magazine. i like jane, because they swear, talk about dirty things, and this month are featuring an interview with peter krause. btw, i hate whoever took sports night off the air. i hate that there are no blossom re-runs on tv, and yet they still show old bob saget versions of america's funniest home videos. (hello! he wasn't funny the first time around) and i especially hate other things, but i can't think of any in particular right now.

today was a fairly good day on the good-day-o-meter scale. i booked a jeremy haircut for when i'm going back to school, and i'm finally getting an eyebrow wax tomorrow. now i'll have two eyebrows instead of one....and that's a good thing, martha.

well, i'm going to go read freakonomics now, and thank goodness that i'm not a sumo wrestler on a losing streak.