Thank you for being a friend...

I have the Golden Girls theme in my head...travelled down the road and back again, your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidant (I know it by heart). Gotta love those ladies. Everything started with that foursome...and below, I will prove it to you (comparing it to Sex and the City...so you know the characters I'm talking about):
Dorothy=Carrie (the main character)
Sophia=Miranda (the saracastic one)
Rose=Charlotte (the naive one)
Blanche=Samantha (the slutty one)
I'm sure I'm not the first person to blow the lid on this theory, but still find it intersting, the similarities. I tried to extend it to Desperate Housewives but I had no idea where to put Eva Longoria or Marcia Cross, so it didn't really work out. This is what I do in my spare time.

Funniest heading from IMDB today:
Cosby to Fight 11 Women
Sorry, but I can't stop laughing. I know, I'm immature, but the mental picture (I get off on mental pictures) off Bill Cosby in a ring with 11 women ready to literally fight him...oh man, it's killing me.

My friend keeps asking me to see The Interpreter w/ her this weekend...she says she can't find anyone to go. Hmmm, I wonder why...maybe it's b/c the movie looks so effing boring. My response after much consistent begging on her part- I'd rather watch a dog lick itself for two hours than see that movie. Kind of harsh, a little tasteless, but it go the point across.

In college, I had some friend-like people I knew (some would call them acquaintances) who started a Nicole Kidman Fan Club. They did this b/c 1) They found it funny (at this point Nicole wasn't a "star" so it was obviously a joke) and 2) It only took $10 and 3 people to start a club. I just remembered that, decided to share a little pointless information. Enjoy!

I hate to say this, but blonde hair has really uglied up Lindsay Lohan. Actually, I don't hate to say it...I really enjoyed writing that. Saying mean things about people you don't know is fun.

Does anyone care if Ben and Jen are (allegedly) engaged? I don't. Really, I don't. I swear, I don't. Okay....no I really don't.

Oh no! One of my favorite friends can't go dancing on Saturday, my whole plan is falling apart. I really shouldn't plan ahead, who knows if I'll even feel like it tomorrow. I'm wishy washy. A flake. I'll back out of plans then purposely not answer my phone so as not to face the wrath of those I've let down. Backbone's overrated, that's what I say. Now it turns out that favorite friend is having a party on Saturday instead of dancing....I'm torn...do I cancel the plans I started or do I actually follow through? What would Jesus do?
R.