a monthly hobby!

Sheesh. Talk about journaling being a monthly hobby.  It’s been about a MONTH since I’ve written to you guys.  Man, I gotta branch out and look at more YOUTUBE clips dude!  I shouldn’t even be typing this, on the real man, I have to do some *serious* dishes.  I’m glad people, especially celebrities (gag it’s not like everybody on the face of the mowagli planet doesn’t do it, though.)…….of note……….it’s not like I think I’m like a celebrity in particular……except maybe a cheerleader or Mandy Moore…..or perhaps Lana in the Princess Diaries……..eh………thur Lana? j/k.  Ummmmmmmmm………..Anyway.  After work went to the "mini Reses" farmer’s market where this ladee *ahem* got the last rilly rilly (and I’m talking like really really good) apple cider, I think they’re like the last brewer’s in t-town yo, or even kansas itself. It’s very a bees knees. Or whatever that book was.  What? Oh yeah? Summer, and I’m sorry mr. braff, has traditional sucked for books. Probably because all those people who matter are seeing either A)Concerts B)Movies (because the movie industry has gone bust ever since *lord* tom cruise got with katie has a PB! AND EVVVVVVVVVVVERRRRRRRRRRYBODY knows it was! Even my mother. Um yeah. Define:When something comes out of nowwhere out of a sudden breakup that doesn’t enrage jealously in hollywood, yet prokes a comment AND a motorcycle ride, AND a premiere, YET revolves a PREMIERE and a BABY!?!? I’ll bet she hid the pregancy, not like I know for a fact though.)

…………..Or you could always read a good book or fact finding OK!  magazine!

Is it me how lame hollywood is getting these days? Ever since fatty arbuckle dude!

Melinda