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February 08, 2007
Lobster Ravio...What?
I am feeling betrayed, dear reader. Very, very betrayed. Is it...
1. ...because I have no plans for Valentine's Day, no expectation that anyone will send me flowers, and no reason to believe that I will ever be anything other than a single girl with lots of "friendly" guy pals?
No, although now that I think about it...
2. ...because my business partner has disappeared just at the critical moment when I need him to produce results, and now I'm going to be working 20 hours a day to get both of our jobs completed?
No, but that *is* something to be irritable about...
3. ....because I went a whole three hours without knowing of Anna Nicole Smith's premature demise?
YES.
I am an admitted news junkie--both of the legitimate and not-so-legitimate variety--and I have cultivated friends who feed that need. I knew that Saddam Hussein had been captured a full three minutes before it broke on CNN, so how is it possible that no one thought to inform me that Trim Spa had lost their most notorious spokewoman?
A phone call, people. It's all I ask.
Comments
I heard it on *NPR* of all places, on my commute home. They said it with such smooth NPR-ness, that I almost didn't believe what I was hearing! They just announced the facts, in a quick sentence, and moved on to the next news item. Craziness. And just when crazy astronauts had you feeling like nothing could get weirder.
Posted by: Red at February 8, 2007 07:13 PM
My mind was totally blown! Her poor Baby with the sily name. Think of the ugly custody battle that will soon rage.
Posted by: La at February 8, 2007 08:03 PM
