A hardtop with a decent engine and make sure it's got a big trunk

I just calculated my body fat percentage...27 %. According to the yahoo health page (I was just trying to get to my email and took a wrong turn), my perecentage, the whopping two seven, "indicates you may be carrying more fat than you should". Thanks yahoo...thanks for making me feel fat.

So I finally saw Sin City last night and it. was. awesome. I get so tense at gory movies even though I really don't mind the blood and guts aspect, but for some reason I grit my teeth the entire time and today my jaw is really sore (insert joke here). And I keep instinctually going back to gritting my teeth, even as I'm typing this right now. And that's all I'm going to say about it...oh, and I want to f*ck Clive Owen. Something fierce.

I'm taking a free improv class at Improv Olympic on Sunday and I'm nervous for two reasons: 1) I'm going to a birthday party the night before and knowing me I'll get pissed (I'm British now...this means drunk) and have a near death hangover the next day and 2) I suck at improv. I dabbled in improv in high school, mainly in theater competitions (it almost hurt writing that phrase, I truly am uncool) and I just remember this one time, I don't even know what the set up was but at one point I said "I have a red dress and it's....red" and everyone just kind of stopped talking and if there had been a record playing in the background it would have scratched. But luckily we came through and in the end we took home first prize! Not really, we lost. And to this day, I blame myself.

So there's all this gossip going around that the Desperate Housewives are at war...that sh*t went down at the Vanity Fair shoot...and what, I'm sure you're wondering, is my reaction to all of this: complete lack of surprise. Of course they hate each other. They each have their agents, managers, publicists, the viewing public, stroking their egos, telling them constantly how wonderful they are, how they're worth this much (holding arms open really wide), and how much better they are than the other housewives. Case in point, EW's "Who's your favorite Housewife pole"....do you think maybe Felicity Huffman was a little pissed Teri Hatcher beat her by a landslide? Maybe Nicolette cried in the arms of her new fiance about how only 20 % (not in any way accurate, just a random number) of America likes her the best. I'm personally a Lynette fan, but that's neither here nor there. You just can't fit that much ego into one show. Maybe the ego of 3, maybe 4 women...but 5, c'mon. Plus I heard Teri Hatcher's a b*tch. From someone who knows first hand. Breaking news, via gloryfades.
R.