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My sweet new tattoo.

Living alone has turned out to be a relatively pleasant surprise.

Mostly because I never knew the joy of walking around in my tank top and underwear.

My friends, there is great joy in this for me because Texas is the hottest freaking place to live in the world. Not only is it hot, but it is fucking hot because of the freaking buildings that somehow create a new sun. A hotter sun in the middle of the city.

Therefore, when I come home, and I immediately throw off whatever work clothes I have on down to my tank top and my underpants.

At first, it felt wrong, and my conservative modest childhood household rules were still bearing down on me. I would think thoughts like “Oh no what if someone comes to the door,” or “What if there is a fire.” Now I am like, “Who cares?” It is like my bathing suit. Besides no one comes to my door other than Lee Ella, and I just wrap a sheet around my bottom half. Which by the way I am pretty sure Lee Ella hates.

It is especially fun to dance around in my underwear. How liberating.

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A Denny Duquette kind of problem.

My Grey’s Anatomy predictions:

Please know that I am the QUEEN of Grey’s Anatomy predictions, but I must first concede that I did not see George leaving for another hospital. My question is REALLY? George leaving? Addison leaving? Rumors of Burke leaving—perhaps a tragic death, an event that involves Denny leading Burke to the other side? Who will the show be about? No one. It will be dull. We are all tired of Meredith and Derek anyway.

With that said, here are my end of the season predictions:
• Both Izzy and Cali are prego with George’s baby.
• The Chief isn’t stepping down. He will be unable to see anyone able to handle the stress of it—he doesn’t want the job to ruin anymore FAMILES! DAMMIT!
• Alex is totally going to make some sort of commitment to Eva, pregnant ferry victim, and she is going to leave in some way. It will be as Addison put it tonight, “Some sort of Denny Duquette kind of problem.”
• The cheating of either Meredith on Derek or Derek on Meredith. Come on these two people are the kind of people who cannot stand happiness. It makes them feel all weird inside—like nausea or something.

That is pretty much all I know at this time. Perhaps George isn’t leaving the show and will only be going to a new hospital for a while. Kind of like when Jim left to go the other Dunder-Mifflin paper company. Fingers crossed.

Just think though—with the mass exciting of actors from the show makes our beloved Grey’s Anatomy even more like ER. Oh the joy of it.

The question really is WHY DOESN’T IZZY LEAVE? I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. She is teh suck. Grr…

The only thing that will cure my hate for Izzy is if she is prego with George’s baby, and then during labor she dies. Therefore forcing Burke (if he is still on the show) and Christiana to raise the child as their own. Damn. That would be awesome.

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The Shaving

I'm bringing sexy back.

Lee Ella and I have often discussed what kind of strippers we would be if in fact the need should ever arise. Lee Ella has explained that she would be a Sunday afternoon stripper. I on the other hand know that I would be a 7:00 a.m. on a Monday morning kind of stripper.

I shared this with my co-workers the other night, and my good friend said, “You would be called Rock Bottom.” Of course. This is the best 7:00 a.m. stripper name EVER.

I explained that being a 7:00 a.m. stripper means a free breakfast buffet to help draw in the crowd. Mostly though you want to get the homeless in—basically it is the only time they can afford to see strippers. My tips would not be money, but instead strips of bacon from the breakfast buffet.

Rock Bottom would dance to such songs as “Today” by the Smashing Pumpkins, “Cats in the Cradle,” by Harry Chapin, and "Total Eclipse of the Heart," by Bonnie Taylor. Songs that are appropriate for a Monday morning stripper to dance to for the homeless men enjoying their free powdered eggs and stale bagels. Songs that will continue to remind people, “I hate living, and I hate Mondays. Also I hate that I cannot afford to see evening strippers.”

Of course, the name, “Rock Bottom,” would be appropriate for a woman wrestler also. Nevertheless, I guess that is just for another lifetime.

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