So here I am, hunched over the keyboard, feeling both nauseous and starving at the same time. I'm pretty miserable. I can't sleep as the bed is currently taken up by two cats and a snoring husband. I can't watch TV because, well, it's mind-numbingly boring. And besides, lying on the couch gives me heartburn.
So the internet must entertain me.
There are plenty of things to lift me out of my doldrums. Is it wrong of me to take such joy in the movie trailers for Happy Feet? Seriously, it's like March of the Penguins but without the parts where some of them die. And with tapdancing. And penguins twirling around going "Woo!" If this baby I'm having doesn't come out grooving to old Stevie Wonder songs, I think I might be disappointed.
Then there's this. CBS newswoman Laura Logan kicked some serious ass on CNN the other day. When asked as to why more good news isn't being reported on from Iraq,she basically responded, "Because I don't work for the Ministry of Truth, motherfucker!" Seriously, you go. Not since Anderson Cooper went off on Bill Maher's show after Hurricane Katrina have I seen such awesomeness on the part of a journalist.
Of course the most fun thing to do online is buy stuff. (Ugh, did I just type that?) Or rather, not buy stuff but look at stuff you would never buy yourself. So I have spent hours creating a baby registry at Target.
Okay. Here's the link. But you don't have to buy me stuff, really. I don't know if I'd actually need any of this crap. Pretty much the only people I know who've had children are my parents, and I feel weird asking them.
On a less consumerist whore note, can I say that I find the protests in LA over the new immigration policy totally inspiring? 500,000 people, holy cow. Kind of restores one's faith in Americans.
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