I'm back!!!

You know when you haven't talked to someone in a while you have so much to say and catch up on that there's almost no where to start, so you really end up having nothing to say? Well, that's where I'm at right now. I've had non stop thoughts over these past two weeks that I've wanted to write for the site, but I wasn't anywhere I could update.

I do remember needing to discuss one thing: Whitney Houston. Did anyone see the Diane Sawyer interview with her? Okay, now, we all know that she has been an extremely beautiful woman with a voice unlike any other. I saw her in concert at Radio City when I was in like sixth grade. She has a serious following and has immortalized herself in the music industry. HOWEVER - she's a fucking crack head. Don't argue with me unless you've seen this interview. She's crazy and she creeps me out. She and Michael Jackson should just get together and develop their own little freak show where they toss babies and shoot up and we can all watch them walk around talking to themselves about how their kings and queens of the world still and not the washed up psychopaths they are today. I believe that I can fully appreciate the triumph of Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston's careers - I mean, they've redefined the word "legendary." How can you not respect that? Again though, how can you respect The Amazing Race-Changing Plastic Man and The Washed-Out Drug Lordess? Seriously, they scare the shit out of me. I wouldn't even want to bump into them in the street. Well, I wouldn't want to bump into Michael in fear that he would shatter. Also, Whitney was crazy rude to Diane. I thought it was a bad move on her part. I mean, she knew what the interview would be like. She knew Diane would ask the question she asked. Getting defensive and bitchy is the wrong move. I hate that whole Dolores Claiborne concept of "Sometimes being a bitch is all a woman has to hold onto." I don't think you have to be a total bitch to have power and control. And maybe I don't know what it feels like to have to fight, but I don't think she did either. Her whole family was celebrity status. I saw a special on her, becoming a singer was pretty damn easy for her.

Well, it only took about a second after I landed back in Boston before my good 'ol negativity came back. I'm fighting it. Maybe it's the weather. Maybe it's because I really like the zoo in LA. From koalas to iguanas. Cute.

So, most importantly - I have a new computer. It is big and beautiful. I have an enormous 17" flat screen that makes me very very happy. I no longer have to deal with the piece of shit computer from Mary-E and John-boy.

You know what commercial I love? People all over the world, join hands. Start a love train. A love train. People all over the world (woooooorld), joooiin haaaaannnds, start a love train (START a LOVE TRAIN), love train.

I could go on, but I won't. I love that commercial, but I don't like the chick in red. I love the Quincy Jones girl though. She's great. She's a really good singer. Heard her on Boston Public.

So, I don't have much to talk about today as I thought. I'm feeling really tired and unconcentrated, but we'll talk sometimes soon. I'll write later or tomorrow.