So. No more Hallmark. I now work in a bookstore. And I've decided that if I were in the X-men, I'd be a shapechanger. Like Rebecca Romijn. Only overweight and, you know, not blue and naked.

I watched the American Music Awards tonight. What a bizarre waste of time. John Mayer's guitar mic was turned up louder than the one he was using to sing...so it looked like he was just strumming away and mouthing the words. The audio seemed basically off for most of the performances. I missed Gwen Stefani altogether. Still not sure how that happened. Probably just as well though. Saw Josh Groban though.

I think my least favorite celebrity is Jessica Simpson. And, frankly, the very fact that I've formulated the thought of who my least favorite celebrity is...frightens me.

I'm glad I'm working in a book store now... Intelligence by osmosis. And so on.

Labels: music., tv., work.

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