Anyway, as I said, I'm cranky. I think this is from a combination of things:
1. I haven't worked out in weeks and Paige and I went to the gym this morning. It was yoga morning and we did some crazy-ass stretches and a HEAD STAND that have me hurting already. Our teacher usually doesn't like us, but today she said we did a good job. Whatever that's worth.
2. Weather. I am very much looking forward to fall and winter here, but Missoula needs to MAKE UP ITS MIND. In the morning I'm freezing cold so I put on a turtleneck and slacks. By the afternoon it's 80 degrees and the stupid college girls (who are all back in town) are running around my neighborhood in tubetop onesies. So now I'm sitting at my desk sweating and counting down the minutes to 5pm.
There are other things, like money and my stupid car and the fact that there is a humungous tree branch in my yard and that every time I try to use my stud finder to find a stud to hang my super heavy mirror from I'm reminded that 1. I wouldn't be able to lift this mirror by myself even if I DID find a stud and 2. My Aunt's husband Craig gave me that stud finder for Christmas and walked around the room making beeping noises around all the men. Funny and depressing all at the same time.
Speaking of funny and depressing, Paige and I watched the premier episode of the new 90210 last night (nice segway from the ranting tangent, right?). It was 2 hours long and I'm generally sucked in. I LOVED the original 90210 (I mean, who didn't love nerdy little David Silver and Donna Martin's weird breast implants and all the eating disorders and drug problems and how everyone dated everyone elses' boyfriends but they all still managed to stay friends and how every time one of them did something even remotely bad or sketchy, something bad would happen to them to teach them a lesson? Good times). This one is very similar, but even more "risque" for today's audience. At one point, the Brenda-like character who moves with her family from Kansas gets asked out by "the richest boy in school" who takes her all Pretty Woman-style on his private plane to have dinner in San Francisco. First of all, PLEASE. Second of all, this character, Ty Collins, FREAKED ME OUT. He was super hot, but I felt like I couldn't even look him in the eye THROUGH THE TV! Like he was creepily watching me. It was a weird feeling and I would like other opinions on this. Paige felt the same way and I think many other people feel that way, too, because I could only find one picture of him online this morning and he seems like a pretty important secondary character. Not even anything on the official 90210 Web page. Here's that one photo:
Pretty creepy, right? I also found out he's been on the show "Supernatural," which just cements my decision that I have to avert my eyes when watching future episodes with him in it (and IMDB tells me there will only be 5 more. Good). Overall, liked the show. HOTTEST TEACHER EVER is on it, rivaling my love for Father Clovis from freshman year at CCHS and Hans Ostrom from Day 1 Freshman year at UPS until FOREVER (I know I'm going to get comments about those).
So, to deal with my anger (really intense anger directed in certain directions), I'm again cooking dinner for Paige and Justin. Tonight I'm making twice baked potatoes with chicken, baked cauliflower au gratin and sauteed zucchini with onions and parmesean. All from that Hot Garlic blog which, like I said, is amazing.
Thanks to everyone for reading through my ranting and bitching. I figure, I have this blog, lets take it out here before I go home and put it in my food. Presentation is bad enough already. Love, love, love and miss you all.