I have been up past my bedtime every day this week KIND OF SORT OF because, hi, I'm 27, I don't HAVE a bedtime. But there is a specific time that I should probably go to bed so I'm not a raging bitch the next day. Unfortunately, this time is different every night, so I never know. Today could be a raging bitch day, but I can't tell yet. Probably not. I mean, I drove to work in the rain this morning and put up with people going 50 in the fast lane because OH MY GOD THE ROAD IS WET WE'RE ALL GONNA DIIIIIIIIIIIIIE, BROTHA! (oh, Desmond) and my mood is still OK. Wow, good story, Jennie.
I feel like I've done nothing this week but watch TV, and I blame it entirely on The Biggest Loser and Lost. It's not MY fault. Someone explain to me why The Biggest Loser needed to be on for three hours? That is completely unnecessary. I'm going to have to cut the cord on that one, I think. You know, next year, when it's on again. Lost, however, can be on for as long as it wants to, although I was a little underwhelmed with last night's finale. That is all I will say, in case certain people haven't watched it yet because they were at a hockey game. Hee. Thankfully, the long finales are over so I can go back to doing more important things in the evening, like wine tastings and reading and cookouts and (SIGH) . . . running. Blerg.
I know this will surprise you, Internets, but I am missing The Office finale tonight in favor of something much more exciting. That's right! I just said something was more exciting than The Office! It would have to be, you know, in order for me to miss my most favoritest show ever. ANYWAY. I'm missing The Office because Joe somehow wrangled one of his favorite singers into playing a small concert type thingie . . . in his apartment. That's right, I'm going to a show in Joe's apartment. I was told there would be home-baked cookies, too, and I KNOW there is beer there, so what else do I really need?
(Psst, nothing.)
If anyone is in the Dayton area tonight and would be interested in attending, shoot me an email. If I know you, I'll send you directions to Joe's apartment. If I don't know you, I'll send you directions to Joe's apartment provided your email isn't totally creepy so keep the creep to a minimum, OK? OK.
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I never thought I'd say this, but I wish I was going to be in Dayton tonight.
I'll have my friend from Thailand email you. He will love Joe's apartment.
That is all I will say, in case certain people haven't watched it yet because they were at a hockey game. Hee.thanks :)
Jennie, please oh please watch "The Office" finale asap. I must hear/read your reaction, cause I was completely unsatisfied when I looked over to my husband, totally flabbergasted, and he was just kind of staring at the screen like, "Eh, whatever." (I think I may have punched him in the arm.) I'm dying for a real honest to goodness human reaction to the show!
Also, how was the awesome concert in Joe's apartment?
The Office was CRAZY!
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