A Thursday Morning: The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly

The Good: My hair looks very Cameron Diaz today.

The Bad: It looks very Cameron Diaz in "Being John Malkovich."

The Ugly: I don't get any theater cred for uglying myself up. To others, this is just my hair on purpose.



The Good: "Survivor" is on tonight!

The Bad: Bobby Jon is not.

The Ugly: Jenn is.



The Good: I got an extra half hour's sleep this morning.

The Bad: I got it because I skipped doing "Priscilla's Yoga Stretches."

The Ugly: As a result, I managed to sprain my neck by yawning.



The Good: My skin is less irritated today because I gave it a Vaseline treatment.

The Bad: The Vaseline made its way to my hair, adding to the whole Cameron Diaz weirdness. How do you wash one little piece of hair without washing the whole head?

The Ugly: You can't.



The Good: Shannon is celebrating her one-year anniversary on Saturday!

The Bad: I have no one to accompany me to Daffodil Days at the Arboretum.

The Ugly: Because Lord knows I'm not going to motivate myself to wake up on a Saturday morning. Or, let's be honest, afternoon.



The Good: Babz bought me my very own little purse, to help me be a grownup person who keeps my cards all in one place, rather than scatter them all about my disaster of a pocketbook, losing my ATM card every other day.

The Bad: My very own little purse is too tiny for anything but coins.

The Ugly: I don't have any coins.



The Good: My assertion that "Oh, face!" was indeed once a popular insult was validated in both a "Family Guy" episode and a "Six Feet Under" recap.

The Bad: Still, no one believes me, and thinks I made it up.

The Ugly: When I try to reference the "Family Guy," or the recap, people just tell me I watch too much TV.



The Good: "American Idol" managed to find a classy, beautiful, talented woman in Nadia Turner.

The Bad: Stupid voters got rid of her last night. WHY, America? Why?

The Ugly: I now hate everybody.



The Good: I've lost 13 pounds from sensible dieting, and a bunch of inches from exercising, and now I fit into the cute, summery, delicate skirts my lovely mother bought for me.

The Bad: This means I have to start hanging up my clothes instead of leaving them on the floor, because apparently pretty clothes wrinkle.

The Ugly: And now I have to wear girly shoes, which I haven't the slightest idea how to go about doing.



The Good: It's almost lunchtime.

The Bad: I have to use it to apply for a part-time job at a video store.

The Ugly: I'm kind of excited about it.

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