It's that time again. 2 years ago, almost to the day, I wrote this post. A year later, I touched on it again. Know why? Because it's around this time that it starts getting cold. When it gets cold, we are also nearing the holiday season. This means people bring out their ugly sweaters. And for Halloween, they bring out their hideous pumpkin, witch and ghost-covered vests. I saw more than one today and the only places I went were work (long before dawn cracked), the gym and the gas station. IT'S NOT RIGHT!!
You know I've never done Halloween, and this year it just seemed extra shallow and lame. I can't stand all the ridiculous "take me seriously as a journalist when something explodes or catches fire" but today I'm Elvira and Frankenstein! Sorry Mere and Matt. It had to be done. I also can't stand the lame "last minute costume ideas" segments. They do this every year. I could walk anyone in America through a Halloween segment for a goofy morning show. There has to also be something about dangerous candy, and trick-or-treat safety. ANYONE could produce a Halloween show. Fox News this morning had a triple box on an issue with a woman in an angel costume, one in a devil costume, and a witch in the center. Then one referred to the other two as "a bit sexy." AND YOU WONDER WHY PEOPLE DON'T TREAT YOU LIKE REAL JOURNALISTS!! Ridiculous. I'm just not really a fan of national morning shows, anyway. I don't like the light, dumbed down content. I'm a grown-up. I like some shoot 'em up kill 'em with my breakfast. I've always been a hard news (death and destruction, politics, etc.) and not a soft news (celebrity crap) girl. Shoot me if I'm expected to have anything to do with Entertainment Tonight. There is a place for that. It's just not for me. If I want to watch a segment on style, I'll do it after I have all my news for the day. I don't want it all mixed in.
I really didn't mean for this to become a rant. Lolol. On a ridiculously light note. Apparently I hide money from myself accidentally. I've found money in odd places 3 times in the last month. Today was time number 3. I found $60 in my gym bag. WHOOOOOOO!! I think I put it there before my trip to Hampton for homecoming. The 20s are extra crisp. Whatever the case I celebrated and giggled all the way to the locker room, worked out, came back and looked at the pseudo-windfall and giggled again as I sashayed out into the cold.
Um... I think I've accidentally caught the disease both of my parents have. Stranger-speak-to-me-syndrome. At my gym, it's the old white women who love to approach me. Why? Why do you feel the need to have the strangest conversations with me? "I like your little thingy. Is that an ipod? Did you download all the music yourself?... Well good for you!" "Ooops. I think I piddled. Well, I didn't piddle, but this water was all stuck here in the bottom of my bathing suit and it just came out. I hope no one falls." It's the locker room, and 5 feet from a shower. I think everyone will be okay. It was almost like she was talking to herself, but she kept looking to me for encouragement. You said piddled. How am I to respond? I don't know where this alleged friendliness came from but it's such a strange, strange thing for me. Know why? Because my neutral I'm just sitting here face looks like "I hate you" to people who don't know me. I'M SORRY I DON'T SIT AND SMILE ALL THE TIME!!! Actually, I'm not. I am who I am and I LOVE ME!!