I realized that I may have come off a little harsh in the last entry when I was bidding Carrie et al adieu and I want to make something clear: I love Charlotte, Miranda and Samantha (even though they sometimes piss me off by doing stupid things), but Carrie really annoys me.
She dresses like a circus clown, constantly makes horrifying puns that she then giggles at with a demure shrug of her shoulders as if to say, "Oops, I did it again,", can't make up her mind about anything and is forever sabatoging her relationships with men.
I guess I know that in order to have a show about sex and relationships one has to allow the main character to mess up a lot, but Carrie never seems to learn from her own mistakes. And that annoys me.
Last night was fun. During dinner Patricia started have contractions, but they were only fifteen minutes apart so we kept eating. She may, however, be delivering as I type this. We're waiting to hear.
Personally, I'd really much prefer a housekeeper to a kid. Someone to keep the apartment clean and keep food in the fridge would be damn cool. Like a mom. But one who just takes care of the crap that needs taking care of without all the nagging. It's a much better use of money.
The warm weather has brought all sorts of awful things into my sinuses and I've already taken an allegra and two tylenol today to help with the pain. So far, it hasn't worked.
The gym closes in twenty-five minutes and I'm still lounging in my pajamas. The road the hell is paved with things like this, I guess.