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I suspect that most of reality television relies on getting all of its participants drunk and angry. (Just a thought, as the insomniac in me watches Eliminidate--it's funny how without fail, the bitchiest girls wind up making the final cut. Mean and nasty=winner.)

Gah.

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Why oh why can't I fall asleep. I wish I had cable. I wish I had CSPAN--sleep would be a foregone conclusion.

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There's some sort of wedding on Live with Regis and Kelly. The groom is in the military and he looks just like my friend Robert (whom I had a passing flirtation with many years ago and who is also in the military), imagine how I freaked out when the minister called him Robert. Gah. Apparently it's not my Robert, but it does look a heck of a lot like him. Must be that attractive haircut...heh.

A random, aside (aren't they all)...I LOVE weddings. I'm one of the few people I know that does. Hell, I even relish being a bridesmaid (save for the requisite ugly dress). I don't understand why most people hate them. It's an opportunity to get together with lots of your friends for a happy occasion with all kinds of food, wine, and music gratis. It's a party for heaven sakes. Why bitch?

Kicking my Protestant Work Ethic in its big fat butt

I just arrived at work... obviously the next logical thing to do is surf LJ.

Gah, I'm such a slacker.

I wanted to clarify something in my last post, I love GOING to weddings, however, it doesn't mean that I want a wedding for myself. It's an important point that can't be emphasized nearly enough.

I'm SO not ready for the long trip up the scary white aisle (or a long drop off a short pier, but I digress). Every time I go to a wedding I feel so bad at the end of the evening when the bride and groom have to leave while the rest of us yuck it up well into the wee morning hours at the reception or at the post-party. My first instinct is to warn them, "hey, you're missing the damned party," but then a little voice inside reminds me that the whole reason they had the shindig was cement their bond with one another for freaking ever. They want to be together, alone. Yeah, that part of the whole wedding thing seems to escape me until I'm forced to confront it. I suspect this is yet another reason why I shouldn't get hitched any time soon---it's not a good sign when I consider the downer part of the evening to be when the bride and groom get some alone time.

Maybe I should pull a Carrie Bradshaw and marry myself?