Ave Mary A and Sober

This is my 100th post. Whoot.

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Pink is my alter ego. Or, P!nk, I should say. Always has been, and probably always will be. Her music is the voice of Bad Katelyn. And sometimes Good Katelyn.

I just sat through Sex and the City. I'm not doing that again. That's a stupid show. And yet...it's slightly intriguing. NO. I WILL NOT succumb to the bimbo-ocity. And yet, this episode's called "Are we sluts?". We'll reserve judgement for an hour.

I didn't have a staff meeting tonight, so I was all excited to watch House. Instead, I took a three hour nap. Oh well.

I can't wait for a homecooked meal. I'm soooo tired of Patriot food. Is it just me, or has it been on the not so great side lately.

I love Benefit cosmetics. If I had a big expendable income source, I'd totally buy out their whole stock. Alas, this is not the case. It's a brand that dishes out quality products (InStyle, Elle, Cosmo etc. agree) without the uppity brand attitude. Yes, I sound like an ad. But it's true. :-)

Hmmm. Maybe this episode isn't so bad. But House is still way better. :)

So like, I'm not all that happy. I want to laugh more. I don't think I'm laughing enough this year. Oh well. What else am I supposed to do? I make decisions, and have to live with them. I'm just living for the eventual, hoping that it's all worth it. Because if this is really all there is, then...

oh well.

And never mind, Sex and the City is stupid.