Its a Real Brou-ha ha ( or, Apparently Im really hyper when i blog at the end of the work day)

I should fucking bet on who will win The Bachelor. Not even kidding. Im that good. The funny part is that I dont actually watch the show at all... I just seem to always flip between it and something a lot more entertaining [ This year: Heroes] and see like 5 minutes per episode.

Last night I knew the bubbly one, not the virgin, would win... and even better yet, I picked her back on the first episode. Just like i have for the last 5 editions. Boo-yah.

[Ps I think the show is pretty dumb, but i still cry at the finale]

I never let you see my non- Jane Eyre hair. Its pretty much the most un -Jane Hair around. Fuck I rule.


Speaking of swearing, Ive been a total cuss mouth lately. I actually swore in front of a client...a religious one. [ My exact phrase: "I wont deal with the other lawyer's shit"] Im sure her prayer circle will have something to say about it. Yeah, shes in a prayer circle. They think that she should stay with her husband, although hes a real douche.



(the resemblance is uncanny)

(if you google image douche, shit man, there are some siiiick pictures)

Here are some other pictures from the weekend [pour vous Cinders]....included is one of my patented 'drunk self portrait of the evening'