For those of you who didn't read my response to Sam's comment on the last entry, Melissa was not able to fulfill her duties as an extra for Jake's Pittsburgh Viagra movie.  *sad face*  Nonetheless, I'm sure I speak for all of us when I say our fingers are crossed that those two crazy kids run into each other again before filming is over.  To be completely honest, I was getting a bit worried about Jake.  I kept reading all of these encounter stories where he was portrayed as "nice" and "happy" and I thought, 'umm, who the hell are these people talking about because surely it's not Jake Gyllenhaal.'  And then I read this story and was all like, 'Awwww, there he is!'  I like him best when he's being a jackass.  It's what's familiar to me, you know?

Moving on.

Megan is now famous...and not just because I'm always writing about her on my blog.  No, no, she is legitimately overexposed thanks to this exciting CNN iReport in which she talks about her job and sounds extremely educated and purpose-driven (which she is!):


YAY Megan!!

As I watched this, I tried to think what I would say to a CNN cameraman should one saunter into my office one day.  I'd probably just stand there looking vapid and vacant.  Or maybe I wouldn't even be in the office because (in case you didn't hear it somewhere else) as of last Friday, my job is no longer full-time.  It sucks and I kinda don't want to talk about it.

Other things of note:

1.  This coming weekend is my much-hyped 5-year college reunion.  I plan on being too hungover on Monday morning to even contemplate blogging about it, alright?  In fact, it would be awesome if I was still a little drunk when I rolled into work.  So head's up on that.

2.  The fam went out to eat yesterday at this Mexican place and I thought, 'man, I should live a little and totally eat some GOAT.'  So I did.  I had a goat sandwich thingy.  It was pretty good, but maybe a little rich considering the quantity I consumed.  It was totally worth it, though, to hear John dry heave at the end of the meal when I concocted several hundred different ways of ways of telling him I had a stomach full of goat.

3.  Let the record state that I am disgusted with myself for not having written a Capitalism:  A Love Story blog yet.  I am a failure as an American.

4.  Speaking of failures, the new Girls Next Door is so bad that I will forever live in shame for having admitted in public that I've watched it.   

That's probably enough for now.  I'm running out of smileys.