i am looking very forward to having my eyebrows threaded/shaped in winnipeg next weekend. the problem, however, is that i've been letting them grow in, so the threader-lady has more or less a blank canvas to work with. they're getting annoying, and i'm cursing my eastern european heritage yet again. only one more week...
i really hope work goes well tonight. i'm in no mood to be run off my feet for 8 hours, or have idiotic callbacks [however an easy in-and-out one around 12:30 wouldn't be so bad...]
how grotesque would it be if i didn't get out of bed [except to pee] all day tomorrow? honestly, i'm considering it. my bed is the ultimate vortex these days. between the comfortable matress, the warm down duvet, and the cozy jersey sheets [not to mention sleep = heaven, duh!] i never want to get up. josh works from 10 am - midnight tomorrow, so i might just tell him he can take the car to work, and i will stay in bed all day, reading, watching tv, and napping. i would likely be disgusted with myself, but right now it's sounding so wonderful.
we finally started watching undeclared this afternoon. we've only seen one episode and i'm already outraged that it only lasted one season. i know i'm going to adore this show. judd apatow should make a new show, on par with freaks and geeks and undeclared, but maybe not broadcast that it's his, so people won't be expecting knocked up and superbad on a weekly basis. nothing against those movies, or against apatow getting some of the fame he deserves, but comparing his tv shows to his movies is like comparing apples with baby wolverines.
ps: i'll never get over john mayer. |