I am in an eville mood because I fought with The Boyfriend and hung up the phone mid-argument. I am a big bitch and am leaving for Ottawa tonight without calling to apologize, because I feel that he should be apologizing to me. Yes. Yes indeed.

In other eville, Maclean's magazine has decided to tear a few chunks off my boy Ryan in a WI-related ( Read more... )

I have a feeling there are going to be many, many versions of this list in upcoming weeks. Argh.

1. Everwood almost made me cry last night. Yes. That's two TV shows in two weeks. I don't generally cry at TV shows, I swear. I'm not generally a crier, period. Just... hormones and November sweeps are a bad combination. Argh, Tom Amandes. Damn you ( Read more... )

Man, I suck so much. Me-in-May is looking at Me-Now in total disgust and screaming, "What happened?! I had a good thing going! I had total disdain for reality TV and would rather have died than paid money for a CD like Craptastic: The Album, and wrinkled my nose at girls who turned into sappy girlfriends! And now look! Half my brain has been ( Read more... )