Sunday, December 13

ramble on.

last night, at work, my boss told me I needed to ask my friend Jeff out. Apparently she talked to his mother who doesn't think he goes out enough. And apparently they both agreed I should be the one to solve this problem. Then she gave me next Friday off. Sneaky.

I just caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and noticed ANOTHER shimmery silver hair. So much for being young.

Finally found the courage to wear my new bright red lipstick outside of the house. Then woke up to find a huge zit right next to my pucker. Man...

Not gonna lie. My hair smells GOOD.

I really want to wear/devour that strawberry ring pop I bought to mail to my friend Karissa. Self control, Courtney, self control.

I don't think I've ever gone this long with unpainted toenails. I don't even know how long this long has been.

Does anyone else get sucked into those ridiculously predictable/corny Lifetime channel movies? I've already seen 12 Men of Christmas about 2.5 times. (Okay, it might just be to look at the twelve men. The cop guy? Yes please).

I am sick SICK sick of hearing about Tiger Woods and his infidelity. Isn't there something more important America should be talking about? (Although I won't lie, the joke about the difference between santa and him did make me laugh. Haven't heard it? What's the difference between Tiger Woods and Santa? Santa stops at three "ho's").

Sorry. That was cheap.

1 comment:

  1. haha... this whole post is funny.

    i could probably find you at LEAST 10 grey hairs on my head-
    i stopped trying to spot them... in hopes that they'll just go away.

    they always show up in the same spot. luckily it's not in the front of my head, so it's not to big a problem. for now...