I have often thought how awesome it would be to say the things in public that are only said on sitcoms. You know, everyone is standing around, someone does something stupid, and without being judged, someone throws them down in their place and it's wonderful. I know you know what I'm talking about. No fear in commenting on the retarded. Nothing bad will happen or be said about you if you just say what you feel. We don't say what we feel enough. That's where all this PC shit comes into play, too. (stream of consciousness will get away from me soon)...I shouldn't expound on that too much.
It's nice to have the tv off for a night. Nice to hear the clock ticking on the wall. Nice to have a buzz for once, b/c when you drink wine all the time, the buzz gets a little tough to find. I must have a slightly empty stomach.
I would like to also take my fucking hat off to Christina Applegate who, at 36 years of age, was diagnosed with breast cancer...elected to have a bi-lateral mastectomy (not 1, but 2, folks...) just to fucking make sure that that shit was GONE. Awesomeness to her. I know it's way in my fate to possibly face this someday, much like my mom, and I have to say, I think I would do the same. Why the hell does it matter now, my boobs are smaller than they have EVER been in my life, so what's the difference if they're gone to save my life? We'll see what happens in a few years. Ladies, at 30, get a mammy. I don't care what your Dr. says, get one. Trust me.
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