sick no more

so i'm finally getting over my icky, "wish i could remove my throat and scrape it off with a spoon" sort of sickness i developed on wednesday, so things are looking up. a DELIGHTFUL sensation of swallowing sharp rocks without actually having to swallow sharp rocks.. i'm a lucky girl.

yes, i'm blogging, which can only mean one thing: yes, i am using my sister's laptop again while my husband and brother in law battle it out on the ps2.

tomorrow i think we'll see "lady in the water," and hope for the best. will it be scary? will it have a twist (village)? will it have no twist at all (signs)? i'm on the edge of my seat to answer that question. (that's not true. i'm sitting quite comfortably with my feet up on an ottoman.)

i can't even believe how busy worki has been. and this laptop i'm typing on just beeped at me. stop beeping, you silly pc.

my department at work is networked so that we can all share our itunes, and whilst perusing a coworker's selection i noticed that he had the pussycat dolls collection. before i begin complaining about how i think they are total crap, i'll preface it by saying it's NOT JUST BECAUSE i can't prance around in skin-baring get-ups. i think they suck in the same way any other "band" sucks when they don't play any instruments, write their own songs, etc. in fact, calling them a band is not accurate in any way at all.

TO MAKE MATTERS WORSE, they have recorded a version of "tainted love." yes, THAT song. that delightfully '80s song by Soft Cell. they have it on their album. so in my quest for misery, i listened to this cover while at work.

*vomit*

it's so wrong. and why do they have to do that? can't they just be content to strut around in lingerie to crap that i didn't like to begin with? i hope you burn in hell, pussycat dolls.

i'm all tired from my rant. must sleep.