That's how I roll

So my bosses decided they didn't want to come in to work today...so it's just me, the computer, and my imaginiation.

Last night I of course watched "The Apprentice." Sure, many times before they've used this line when promoting various episodes: "It's the boardroom everyone will be talking about." And many times I've found myself not talking about it. But this time, they were serious. I've never truly been shocked by who the Donald has chosen to fire, but this time, I let out a huge "What!" (this can be read as Li'l John would say it for effect). I mean, yes Bradford should have not have given up his immunity, but honestly...we all know that Stacie wasn't going to get fired...not w/ all the drama she's going to stir up. It's just good tv. So I believe it was fixed. Yes, I said it. I don't think reality tv is necessarily "real". "Shut up" you say. I won't. "But it can't be true." It is. I'm a purveyor of the truth, you can't stop me.

And again w/ Britney (I can't stop myself!)....apparantly she's going to try to get pregnant on her wedding night. To quote the article, she says "I want to be a young mum." Mum? What is she, Canadian? Luckily they make baby pink uggs, in case the child inherits Britney's inability to wear anything but Uggs or tennis shoes. Do they have baby wifebeaters?

Nicole Ritchie is coming out w/ her own clothing line, cleverly titled "That's Hot" (via Trent) . I have a better idea....a more appropriate title: "That's Ugly". (oh Reagan...you're so hilarious). It's funny how easily people can become a designer when they're already rich...Nicky H. (or whatever her new last initial is) w/ her hangbags, Paris w/ her jewelry, and now Nicole w/ her signature t-shirt line. I feel sorry for all the asinine people who buy this sh*t. Actually, I don't.

More later...you can count on this.
R.