I'm really trying to be a better person. Trying to be positive. Trying not to go through life burdened with negativity and the notion that the world hates me/thinking I need to earn peoples' approval.
That said, am I a bad person for enjoying the fact that Eva Longoria got cheated on by her husband? I need to look into why I hate Eva Longoria so, so much. It's not because she's a hot chick, it's that she knows she's a hot chick, but then overly acts like she doesn't know she's a hot chick, but then she hasn't appeared at an awards show in anything resembling pants, so she knows she's hot but really wants attention and does it in a rather unclassy way, can you believe I'm writing this? Are you still reading this?
Have to keep the matrimonial disdain in check for a bit. Officiating another wedding this weekend. Number six, I believe. Thank god I look good in a suit. And by "look good" I mean like the supervillain "Kingpin." But with hair and a zit on my forehead. I need to exercise more. And wash my face with an astringent.
Peace Out.
gooch: um, out.
