Always a bit sad when you finish a book. I look at the last sentence and I just can't believe the entire journey is over. It's upsetting. This is why I have such a hard time picking up a new book. Need time to mourn. I've discussed this before. Anyway, I've completed the Da Vinci Code, and I've decided that Robert Langdon needs to actually exist, and he not only needs to be my professor, but he needs to be seriously involved in my life. He's too fascinating to be fictional.

Here's what I don't understand about the cell phone companies. See, I think the whole situation is pretty simple. Have a shitload of towers everywhere, and have great plans and everyone will use your company opposed to the others. I mean, it's just so easy. If I knew that one particular company always had service no matter where I went, and that this one company also gave me thousands of minutes with nights and weekends unlimited, then not only would I DEFINITELY have that service, but I would make sure everyone I knew had it. There is NO excuse for no reception. Never. I don't see the point. It's just wrong.

You know that feeling when you look at your phone to make an important call (Important = just really in the mood to make the call, even if it's about nothing), and there are no bars. None. You try to call anyway thinking that maybe it's the screen on the phone, but no. Nothing. No service. What the fuck are you talking about with this no service? I'm in Hollywood for chrissakes! I'm not in a corn field in one of the square states. Put up another damn tower! Put them EVERYWHERE. I want five bars all the time. I don't even want just two, even though I'll accept just two.

We need to talk TV for a little bit. I'm really concerned about something. Newlyweds is my favorite show. Not only is it my favorite show, but I could watch it forever. I'm happy when it's on. I'm upset when it's over. THIS is a serious problem, and there should be medication to remedy my addiction. I mean, it's a reality show, but it's just two people - easy to follow. And it's a relationship, always the best part of the reality show. But what worries me even more than the fact that I love this show is that I don't hate Jessica Simpson as much I thought I would, as much as I did, and as much as I would like to. Here's the deal, before the show aired, I expressed my distaste for her brought on by very few actual reasons, I just think she sucked. Then, I watched the show, and I thought she was a complete moron, as it shows. See, then they go show some situations where I sort of agreed with her, and now I'm sympathizing, which drastically took away from my hate. Like, I'd be pissed about the hot girls dancing all over my husband, and I wouldn't be excited about his going to the Playboy mansion. And though I thought Nick was right to be upset about her reaction after he worked so hard to decorate the house and she made those ungrateful comments, I wouldn't be happy either if my home was not decorated the way I wanted it to be. You know me and home decorations, so I had to feel her on that. And hiring a decorator is something you should do when you're decorating a mansion from scratch. That's not being lazy, that's knowing something looks nice without having the ability to create it yourself. That's why decorators exist. I know when a meal tastes amazing, but that doesn't mean I can cook it. That's why I go to restaurants.

So, though I'm annoyed by a lot of her, "But baaabbbyyyy..." and she says some shit that's so stupid she should be slapped, and I think her speaking voice is whiny as all hell, and I think she's obviously VERY young, but living the adult life with money and marriage, I don't HATE her anymore. Also, she has just gorgeous hair and a body to envy (but I wouldn't want my boobs that big. I hear you get back problems.)

I wish that show were on everyday.

The job hunt is moving along. I have no idea what will happen.