My Twenty-Something Quasi-Soap

We lost a really good one last night. If you haven't heard already, George Carlin passed away last night at the age of 71. If you don't know who George Carlin was, you have a lot of learning (and laughing) to do. His most classic bit was "Seven Words You Can't Say On Television," and you can find it on YouTube, and I suggest you start there. While at least two of those words are probably now heard on prime time tv on a regular basis, it's still a great piece. George Carlin was legendary. Thought-provoking. Ground-breaking. Hilarious. His name belongs on the top ten list of Great American comedians (and he's probably in the top three on that list). My personal favorite of his bits comes from his 2001 album "Complaints and Grievances." It's the last track on the cd, and it's about the Ten Commandments and how they can be altered and combined to simply two. The logic behind it is startlingly clear, and as always, it's really damn funny.

I finally got my beach day! Well, it wasn't really a whole day. Just the morning. But it was all that I needed. Just my beach chair, my umbrella, a towel, and a good book. Sunny skies, a tiny breeze off the coast, and enough peace and quiet till about 12:30 when the rain rolled in. But that's ok with me, because I got my beach day, and that's all I wanted after the week I had. Throwing a grand opening party is no easy task. Especially when you're running around a 30,000 square foot store in 3 inch heels all night. But I pulled it off and I'm recovering nicely, and the party was a success and I love my job and I heard about how things are going crappy at the old job so I'm even happier because karma has won again and at the end of the day I won because I got my beach day! And the award for longest run-on sentence not written by Dickens goes to me. ;) Aight...off to find some munchables and chill before going to the movies later. Then it's the First Saturday (

Yes, I know that I am 25 years old and therefore a bit old to be using "the text-speak" in my blog, let alone the very title of a post. Stfu. I don't care. Because seriously, how the hell is it June already? June and insufferably hot and sticky outside? (Yes, I know I live in in South Florida, but even the locals are saying that it's too effing hot for this time of year!) I repeat, omgwtfbbq! (What's actually really scary is that I have made a lot of the new internet lingo and kitty pidgin part of my everyday conversations with my sister.) Another side note: I'm listening to Pandora right now...just created a new station because I needed some new beats, and a freakin' Joss Stone song comes on. I'm sorry, but I just don't like her. I don't know why everyone keeps flipping out over her. I mean, yes, she has one of those "blue-eyed soul" type of voices, but she sounds like she's trying too hard. That's just my opinion. I'm