So I’m lame, have I told you that lately? Ann had sent me some really damn hilarious ideas for getting people to buy the new bgosh shirt (which my sister saw on a kid while working at Disneyland last week, hooray!), and do you know what I did with that email?

I deleted it.

Crap.

So instead you get to hear about my frustration with adult acne.

No, not really. It’s actually a very boring topic. I’m sort of at a loss for things to write tonight. Had to stay late printing shit out again, and you all know how much I enjoy that. I don’t know why this equation works for me but it does:
Staying late at work = good enough reason to skip the gym and hang out at home. At this rate I’ll never be 30 pounds. (dude, that would be so gross.)

I will say this: thank god "Married By America" is over. What a damn waste of time. Not that I watched it. I was busy folding all the laundree I was too lazy to take care of last night. And eating dinner. And not watching that show at all.

I’m so glad neither couple actually got married. It would have been dumb.

Speaking of dumb, I have to say after giving much thought to steph’s “all boys are dumb” theory I have to say that I can’t get on that party train.

Some boys are broken beyond belief, sure.
And, of course, some are complete a-holes.

Better yet, some are both.

I've had experience with all 3 of the above. But I can also honestly say I’ve had experience with some completely wonderful guys, too. Given, it’s been quite a while since I’ve actually dated one of those gems. And some of them are friends that for one reason or another have never been and will never be more. But, like pirates and that fuschia horse I saw at the Orange County Fair when I was a kid (and possibly drunk), they do exist.

So, in closing, all boys are not dumb. Smelly and cootie-filled, yes. Dumb, no.

Now if only one of those not-dumb boys would magically appear on my doorstep… and please god, make it one from my list. thanks.