I am addicted to sex and the city

It's Sunday...and I slept incredibly late. It was nice.  Inversely...I was up incredibly late....not by choice this time. There was a raging party in the parking lot 4 floors below me...where the musical stylings of various artists that claim to be lil'(which I'm not sure I understand....if I were trying to keep my street cred in check I'd wanna be "enormous" or "gigantic" or..."Super Sized" if you will) boomed through my half opened window.  I pushed away the burning desire to join them in their soiree which was sure to please as there were copious amounts of cheap beer...and people that would have been assuredly entertaining.  Instead...I put on my favorite sweatpants...and turned on season 3 of Sex and the City.

Like the title of today's rant said....I am addicted to Sex and the City. I want to be Carrie Bradshaw....well minus the heels(I don't wear heels...ever. EVER.)...and minus the on-again-off-again relation-shit with Mr. Big....and minus the ridiculous outfit choices in Season 1-4(she very much matured in her wardrobe selections as the series carried on)....oh and we must not forget to omit the outrageous sex-capades with various men which most certainly would have left any non-HBO star...a very itchy token of their time together. Anywho, I do love this show...and when I can't sleep...or when my brain doesn't want to read or do the homework for my broadcast journalism class(which I once in a while neglect until the last possible minute)...or when people at a "kick ass" parking lot party won't shut the hell up...Sex and the City is always my go to addiction.  

I do apologize if this entry lulled you into a daze...it's hardly entertaining...it's entirely too early to be blogging...but I have neglected you, dear readers for a couple of days and didn't want you to think I was already famous and forgot about my Super Fans....i've just been preoccupied with utterly fabulous things that I shall tell you about very soon...

P.S. I must apologize to a few people that I promised a blog dedication to...I am truly sorry Brother...Sister #1...Bruce Wayne...and Princess Pretty Hair(one of my very best friends at University #2 that I vowed to write about in the near future) You will all have your 500 words of fame in Sarcassistic very soon...don't lose hope ;) 

P.S. Again. Super Fans...don't make an ass of yourself watching the super bowl...the tv is a one way portal...they can't hear you...GO COLTS....or SAINTS...GO WHOEVER IS GOING TO WIN!!! I'm just ready for baseball season...

Happy Sunday...enjoy it because Mondays suck.

B.