After popcorn-nighting it through oblivion, I have officially caught up on my 1990's and my 30's and finished the 1st season of Sex In the City with two lovely ladies. Those girls (the ones on the TV, not on the couch) are nuts. Honestly, I'm really enjoying the show, the humor, and I know I'm about 10 years too late in starting to watch the series, but I think the timing is more right than ever. Also, those women eat so much food on the show and it makes me want to chew pretty pastas, cucumbers, and ice cream.
Two blogs in one night? You betcha' ass! I haven't felt so settled and happy in years, I think. (Does the "I think" negate the statement?) I'm just pleased with myself and my choices.
In more relavent news: the Mavs won! However, my mind isn't on Dirk at the moment... here, watch this:
3Gs can make my tummy flutter