Since I’m chained to my computer most of the time, I don’t have all that much time for horsing around. My favorite mid-day escape is to surf my favorite blogs for a few minutes each day. Lately they have been very boring and unfulfilling so I had to resort to finding some more dramatic and entertaining ones, even if they are a bit base. I found The Superficial and I have to say, I’m kind of getting into it. I’m not the kind of girl who reads those women’s rags. If I pick up a magazine at the airport, it’s probably either going to be Wired or the New Yorker. I don’t even know who some of these people are, but this blog is so damn funny I can’t stand it. Today there was a blurb on how Mariah Carey has other people hold her drinks for her and how she demanded to be carried around a video shoot once because her high heels hurt her feet to walk. I don’t normally advocate laughing at other people (yeah, right), but this stuff is so outrageous, it can’t possibly be about real people. Stars must be humanoids created for our entertainment. They must have been created by the government or maybe the star mofia who owns all the star rags and celebrity balls or whatever it is they do in their spare time. Maybe the star mofia works for starbucks too because it seems every star drinks 2 to 4 starbucks drinks a day and they are often caught on camera doing so. Like the Olsen sister with the eating disorder or the “jennifer garner is pregnant” show.
I’m so tired of feeding myself
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