isn’t she lovely.

I didn’t go to the gym yesterday because I didn’t want to get all sweaty and have to take a shower. Because I really liked the way my hair looked. my hair doesn’t ever look good, so when it does, I need to do whatever I can to prolong it.

My hair doesn’t look good today though, so I guess I’m going to have to go to the gym after work. LE SIGH.

The good news is that I’m going to the liz phair show this weekend. yay! I won’t have to hear any of her crappy lame music, it’s going to be all exile in guyville.

and my younger sister is coming this weekend to visit for the week. we’re going to a red sox game and a yankees game and a whale watch and all kinds of other fun stuff. I can’t hardly wait. No one ever visits me even though boston is a totally awesome place to visit and I’m a totally awesome person to visit.

did they play “isn’t she lovely” after michelle obama’s speech last night? that makes me laugh. yes she is, she is lovely.

4 thoughts on “isn’t she lovely.

  1. DG

    My mother who is 80 was ecstatic about Michelles speach. I was equally impressed by her poise, charm and obvious superior intelligence.

  2. Marianne

    Hey, I want to do a whale watch when I go there! Why haven’t you mentioned this to me as a possibility, eh? What, you hate me or something? You don’t want me to have a good time in Boston? You think I don’t like whales? What?

    Yes, they played “isn’t she lovely”, although I think that was also when his little ones were coming up on stage, so it was appropriate in all ways.

  3. morgan

    I didn’t watch her speech. I saw her stumbling over words, and decided the Diamondbacks game would be more exciting.

    I heard she did a good job… but I don’t know… something about her I don’t like.

  4. christa

    we can do a whale watch, although I think that they might be over by the time you get here. I didn’t know you were interested in such activities. how do I know. it’s not like we’re BFFs or anything.

    and morgan, I can’t believe you don’t like michelle obama. what’s not to like?