That's gonna leave a mark!

As I shaved my legs Sunday night, I was startled to find that my legs are spotted with an inordinate amount of bruises. Further inspection alerted me to a similar situation on my arms.

There is an odd bruise on the inside of my upper arm. Well... really, it's about the size of a pen (with the cap on). It's a perfectly round pen-sized bruise. Weird. Am I trying to jam pens into the inside of my upper arms without realizing it?

For the last 15 years or so, I've been the worst klutz. I don't know how this happened. 

There was a time when (as a child) I figure skated and did ballet and furthermore, there was also a time when I never ever walked into walls, doorways or door knobs. I can barely recall that time now, mind you. Though I do know… and can even get family members to swear… that I wasn’t always the walking accident I’ve turned into.

Is it possible to de-klutz-ify?

Cleaning....

I hates it!

Dust. Cat fur. Can't avoid them and they are my least favorite things.

Packing really makes them stand out more than usual, too.

Oh Christmas Tree....

Kind of inspired by the fake tree in the window of the Andy the Ahn store that I walk past most mornings in the Cours Mont Royal, which is exclusively made from black feathers.. check these out.

I used to be SO VERY dead set against fake trees that I was almost manic and completely preach-y about it. I still love me a real tree, though... the mere smell of it makes me so happy that I could really care less what the thing looks like.

Now though, the fakes are just so beautiful that I can barely stand it. I think the pink one is beyond girl-y. I am starting to really dislike the typical Christmas colors, too. Why can't my tree or decorations be purple? Aqua is nice.

Argue that the colors green, red, gold, silver and (maybe) blue just aren't Christmas-y all you want.. All I know is that my Christmas spirit isn't tied up in the freakin colors.

Losing my obsession...

I used to be obsessed with music.

I listened to it AT ALL TIMES. If I was working, even. Where I work now, I don't think we're allowed.

Although, I am very tempted to ask my boss if I can don my mp3 player... only one earphone though.

If I wasn't listening to it, I was talking about it. If no one wanted to hear it, I thought about it.. a lot.

Has my job and other thoughts about responsibilities I have just taken over my mind and pushed my music thoughts aside? If so.. how much does that suck?

I miss it. Even now. I am sitting here at my computer writing this and no music is playing. Three hours ago, I was sitting here editing my budget. Still, no music playing. Two hours ago, I was entering some Avon orders and making invoices... wait for it. You guessed it.. No music playing. Now just a mere 5.. maybe 6 months ago WinAmp would be screaming out fantastic music as I did all that junk.

I downloaded anything and everything new and fabulous (let's face it.. there's really not much quality music anymore) or nearly forgotten classics or bands that were suggested to me by random people. That is so rare now.

My collection used to be incredible. It still is.. more or less, but I severely ignore it now.

These facts have occurred to me a few times over the last 5 or 6 months and even though I say I will dive back into my old music-obsessed ways.. I just can't seem to do so. I'm either working or sleeping. There's always some reason to ignore it.

That makes me really REALLY sad.

I did just launch WinAmp though, so I guess all is NOT lost. Not entirely.

Whoops

I kind of abandoned this blog in favor of my regular site. Devoting myself to setting that one up the way I wanted. Well... now I've done it and while I post to it, I already want to change it again. God, I'm fickle.

I started a new job in October and while I'm back to commuting hell again.. it's only a 25 minute train ride and probably 10-15 minutes of walking. So not too bad. but nothing will beat the 4 minute commute I used to have. However, this job is SO VERY worth the travel time.

I am considering moving again. Hah! Not to minimize my commute, though that'd be pretty nice if I could swing it. I just don't like my apartment anymore. Even though I've only been here since October. Any fixes that need doing take forever and a lot of botching on my part. While the inside of my apartment is nice.. the lobby is pretty much disgusting. I notice that the building where the admin office is situated, is extremely well-maintained. I guess the rest of us are peons who don't deserve a clean lobby.

So yeah... moving again, but this time I will choose better and ask more and inspect things way more closely.

By the way...

Montreal is getting so much snow this Winter that I am starting to hate it. I want to break up with the snow. So very tired of it. Also... adding to the frustration... my favorite boots BROKE a week ago and I had to replace them. With GIRLY boots. My old one's were combat boots and I freaking ADORED those things.

They were warm, virtually slip-free on the ice, they looked scary (but in a good way.. and even when I was dressed up - a skirt with combat boots peeking out.. smokin' hot!) and they just all around rocked. I like their replacements (I couldn't wait around to find another pair of perfect combats).. girly as they are. The only feature my new boots don't have is that they aren't that warm.

Also.. my snappy pleather coat has a KEY button missing. It used to fall off all the time. I guess I pull on them too hard. I was always lucky enough to not lose the buttons when I pulled them off, but this past week (the boots and my coat were in cahoots, damnit!) I lost the button in a deep pile of snow.. UNDER A TRAIN! Grrr.

I cannot find a suitable replacement either.

Bugger!

I put a curse on you...

Ever feel cursed?

I do all the time. I'll get some good news or some sort of good luck for a little and then suddenly something bad happens or something that - while it doesn't really relate at all to the previous good luck or good news - it does bring me all sorts of hassle and annoyance.

This is the story of my life.

Semi-recent example:

This time last year I was 4 days into my new living in a new apartment in LaSalle. I had also just started my current job on this day, a year ago AND I also had a bit of savings started.

Things were really swimming upstream.

Sept 19th. One month and one week later... my new apartment building is partially gutted by a fire.

My choices are to camp out with family for the 5 or 6 months it took to get the building renovated and then move back into the place or ask to be let out of the lease and take this opportunity (borne first from fear of the fire - going back in the apt - and then from my horrendous commute) to move closer to my office.

I chose get out of my lease and move near work. Which meant that I paid for a move twice in just over a month. Bye bye savings!

So I get good stuff sometimes.. I even get to keep the good stuff more or less... but I never EVER get good stuff without a nice huge dose of bad stuff. Which means, I never EVER get to enjoy the good for very long before something happens.

I know the balance of good and bad is supposed to be equal... but from where I sit... it doesn't seem to be.

Maybe this comment is wholly unnecessary... but this week is:

Shittiest. Week. EVER!

Shopping for moving...

A fun yet frustrating process.

For now, I don't really have to get myself any furnishings. I have all I NEED or will very soon. Most of my furnishings I'm light on fall under.. nice to have as opposed to gotta have.

I'm all about getting a vacuum and a blender. I want a toaster oven, but I'm willing to wait on that for a little bit longer.

The frustrating part is having to re-buy all the cleaning agents. I hate to clean. I'm sure everyone does. Mostly though... I hate to clean because it means choking on the fumes of the products I have to clean with. Thus making me spend more time on cleaning than I'd like.. what with having to step out and breathe fresh air every few minutes.

Even some of the old stand-bys one can use to avoid those foul odors are just as bad. Vinegar, for example. I can and should use it mixed with water to clean my windows. And since one theme in my furnishings are glass tops, I'd get a lot of mileage out of such a change. Only problem is that I can no more tolerate the smell of vinegar, than I can the smell of say... Mr. Clean.

I guess the main difference is that the vinegar smell, while nauseating... isn't chemically vomit-inducing and likely not leaving traces of god knows what in my lungs. Plus, I'm not dumping chemicals down the drain when I'm done.

Any good tips on how to clean a bathroom without chemicals? Because that's probably where I use the strongest, most foul cleansers.

Some days you're the bug, some days you're the windshield.

I am the windshield today. Even with the sleep I finally got from the other night, here I am today feeling like I'm at death's door.

I don't feel sick or anything (though I am sick and tired, heh), but I feel dead, kind of helpless... subject to huge ups (moving) and huge downs (not moving today). I am gobsmacked with annoyances that I am not able to get rid of.

The humid weather messes me up. Makes me more tired than I usually am (which is really tired) and saps any energy I may soak up during the day.

I hate Summer! I really do. OK, so it's nice, sunny, flowers bloom and stuff, but so what.. I freaking hate flowers! Keep your sucky flowers nature!

Give me a warm day... sure. It's not so bad when it's just warm, but why humid? Who does that help? NO ONE, that's who. I hate it. Pets hate it. Old people hate it.

One could argue that without heat, we couldn't swim, but screw that! That's what indoor pools are for. Also, warm isn't the same as humid.

The way the weather keeps going from OK to humid is bad for all of us. It makes me long for winter. Even though, once winter starts, I have to listen to everyone complain about the cold or the snow. And if it doesn't snow, then I gotta listen to people complain about the fact that there'll be no White Christmas. Can't have it both ways, folks.

Guess I can't either though... since Summer is the time for humid.

Bleh!

Weird stuff... nearly meaningless

I know I go on sometimes about my horrible memory, but I do remember a lot from my childhood (though not A LOT of that) and teenage years... then of course, my 20s. It's really only been the last 4 or 5 years that I've been having recall problems.

I can't tell you how often I've offended someone because I couldn't remember stuff they'd told me. This obviously doesn't go over well on dates.

Anyway, that was a lot of rambling to get to a point. The point was that now and then I find out things that people have said about me. Like things ex-boyfriends say to new girlfriends about me. Or once in a blue moon something said about me by people I've never even met will also trickle back to me. Generally years later.

It always boggles my mind how much bullshit has been said about me over the years. Not all bad things... some stuff I hear years later is complimentary, but still never happened.

The only thing sadder than than people who'll lie about you would be those who believe them.

Meanwhile, I'm still decorating in my head.

Ugh...

Ever have one of those days where nothing you do is ever right?

Well I'm having one of those years.

Can't win and it's not ALL my fault either.

Diet Pill Trial

Let's not shit ourselves - In Which We Convince Our Friend To Try Alli

Hilarious. I am gonna follow up next week, for certain.

Using alli™...

You may get:

* gas with oily spotting
* loose stools
* more frequent stools that may be hard to control

From myalli.com

I have to wonder why anyone would want to use this. I'd rather be fat than have to worry about the "You may get" part of the deal.

People are crazy!

Who's yer daddy and what does he do? Wait one at a time, damnit!

Mom, 20, giving birth to 3rd set of twins

I thought.. "WOW. Young. Why?" and then I got to this part of the article:

"The father of the latest set of twins hopes he's ready."

Kind of implies that he's not the daddy to the first 2 sets, don't it? I'm thinking.. WHY would he have sex with her and NOT use condoms? Knowing what he knows!

The family is, of course, on welfare.

I am also thinking... *for cryin out loud... can't someone sew that taco shut!*

I know it's mean, but come on!

Are you f*cking kidding me??

What the hell is wrong with the world that one dumb-ass blonde's monumental stupidity is such a HUGE deal that all news outlets seem to cover it 24/7?

When you've got a TMZ honcho commenting how crazy the press is going over her and her on again off again jail sentence, you know it's bad. Not that the press coverage is bad... even though it IS bad. No.. actually, it's incredibly pathetic.

What's really bad is that the TMZ honcho isn't even siding with his lame-ass homies who are pushing, dissecting, pontificating and generally beating the deadest horse ever all day and all night. As if Mr. TMZ honcho isn't profiting from AND doing the very thing he pretends to be shocked about.

Poor little stupid rich girl skank. If you're too dumb to know that a suspended license means you can't drive your car, then you deserve jail time. In fact, she could use MORE jailtime just for being so stupid.

It's really too bad that all she's getting is 40 days, but what's worse is the "news" going over and over this constantly... even Anderson Cooper, for crying out loud! FOR SHAME!

Why can't you?

Ever wonder why the person you want to sleep with/date doesn't want to sleep with/date you?

I haven't been rejected a whole lot, but I know it sucks. No matter how much someone tells you "Youre' great. I like you, but I just want to be friends.", you automatically think there's something wrong with you. And there is.

In a way there is, at least. Don't get all indignant on me and bellow, "There is nothing wrong with me. If they don't want to date me then that's their loss!" because while you're right AND wrong because, face it... they aren't losing what they didn't want anyway. On the other hand, they may later come to realize that they DID actually lose out, but that's rare.

There IS something wrong with you in the sense that the other person doesn't want you for whatever reason. This doesn't mean you're horribly flawed, but it does mean that they feel you're lacking something that they require.

However, take comfort in knowing that this is THEIR issue and not really yours.

Anyway... the questions usually asked upon rejection are:
1) If they think you're great, then how do they know they don't want to date you?
2) Why are they turning you down, but thinking you could be friends?
3) Do they even mean the "be friends" thing?
And my final question:
4) Why can't they just flat out say what they actually mean? Which is: While you seem great, I'm not attracted to you.

Having used dating sites on and off for the last few years or so, I have had occasion to say that I wasn't interested in a male who approached me, but I've never said that I wanted to become friends with the men I was turning down. Sometimes they have become angry, chastizing me for saying no to them and frankly that bit baffles me. Why should I wait until they may become more attached to me to tell them NO? That, my friends, is called stringing them along. We will go through this 'getting to know ya' process, at the end of which, I'm merely going to dash their building hopes anyway. To me, if I don't see them as dating potential on the first couple of contacts, why shouldn't I say so right up front?

Sure, I realize that not everyone is aces at promoting themselves online. We're not all great writers or self-describers, but then again we're not all literate or interesting or appealing either. I firmly believe that many things about a person can still shine through a poor profile. I tend to go by the first attempts at greeting/conversations moreso than the profiles anyway... so it's not as if I've been turning guys down based only on their poorly assembled profiles.

They always want to know why, too. "Why are you turning me down?". Now this gives me pause. Why would someone turn someone down? Well... because they aren't interested. That's why. That answer doesn't ever cut it, so if you want to get out of the on-coming circular argument, try stating, 'We want different things' or even 'I'm not attracted to you'. Sound harsh? Well it's not. 'I'm not attracted to you' doesn't mean 'You're ugly as sin'. We just like to pretend it does. Example: Most women I know consider Richard Gere to be hot as hell. Me? I have ZERO attraction to the man. I'd be full of shit if I said he was ugly, however, because he isn't. He does blink way too much, but maybe he's got allergies. Who knows?

Just give them the real reason. None of this bullshit about how you just got out of a relationship and are treading carefully. If you're so wounded from the past, you shouldn't be on the market. No long involved stories either, designed to keep him thinking that if he waits long enough for you, that you'll suddenly want him. Most importantly, DO NOT offer the friends consolation prize! He (or she) does not want your friendship if they are approaching you on a dating site. Doubly so if you're turning them down.

So to answer the first question I posed: More often than not: Because they just aren't attracted to you!

To answer the other four questions. The maddening, but true answers:
1) They just know they're not attracted to you for whatever reason, so the point is moot.
2) Se answer to opening question a few lines above.
3) Overall, NO. You're unlikely to encounter the rare breed of person who does genuinely want a new friend even if the new friend wanted something else.
4) We don't like to be honest if we think it will be taken poorly by the target of our honesty. In our defense, however, some folks do get mighty upset or abusive when we're honest with them.

Dillwads Not Welcome Here...

Having used Online Personals before and seeing just how monumentally bad the majority of the profiles are, I couldn't help but share this.

Rachel's Helpful Guide to Online Dating: For Men

How To NOT Sound Like a Total Dillwad on the Personals:

1. When composing a headline for your profile, never use the phrase "Work Hard, Play Hard!". There are no exceptions to this rule, unless you find a clever way of being sarcastic about it. Such as "Work Hard, Play Hard!...in my pants." Otherwise, you sound like a tool.

2. Do not claim that you love to do "anything outdoors." Unless you really mean it, in which case I have a ditch that needs to be dug.

3. Do not post photos of yourself with attractive women. Women who are evaluating your dateability are NOT TURNED ON by seeing you with your arm around a Hooter's waitress with a dopey grin on your face. It's just the way we are. Get with the program.

4. Don't be a nutburger stalker. When you send a message to a woman, wait 72 hours. If at that point she has not responded, FORGET ABOUT HER. Don't send another message telling her how you rilly rilly are a great guy and she's missing out. Don't send her a second message two hours after the first, telling her she's proven herself to be a typical selfish woman. Do not assume that a lack of response before a few days have passed means she isn't interested in you, but DO assume it beyond that point and walk away with your dignity intact.

5. Don't tell us what your friends think of you. "My friends consider me to be honest, loyal, and fun to be around." What? NO WAY. You must be totally awesome if your FRIENDS think you're a decent person.

6. Do not say, "I love to have a good time." Nuh-UH!! Marry me please, because I just can't meet ANYONE who loves to have a good time. What an unusual quality for a human being.

7. Do not title your headline, "Carpe Diem." Dude. That is the most hackneyed thing you could possibly say. We're OVER it. Great movie, nice concept, but Jesus H. Christ. Just do not say it.

8. Do not title your headline, "Nice Guy...With An Edge." The primary reason for that is, five billion other guys use the same headline. The secondary reason is because it is meaningless and also sounds really fuckin' silly.

9. Ease up on the use of "fairly". There's something about that word that just pisses me off. "I'm fairly successful, I'm fairly new in town, I'm fairly adventurous, blah blah fairly blah" -- seriously, guys. Stop it. Do you TALK like that?

10. Don't say that you used to be a playboy but are now ready to settle down. First of all, if you have to say you were a playboy, you probably weren't. Second, it's kinda repulsive. I hear a man say he used to "play the field" and all I can think about is how many STDs and bastard children he has.

11. Much like #6, do yourself a huge favor and don't say that you "enjoy life." Because, again, NO SHIT. We are all going to go ahead and assume you do, in fact, enjoy life, even if you don't point out such. You may as well tell us that you are glad you can breathe and you don't want to die.

12. This the most important thing of all: LEARN HOW TO SPELL. Especially - I cannot stress this enough - if in your profile, you claim to prefer "smart" women. Because the thing about smart women is, they are wholly repulsed by guys who write like third graders. Here are some actual examples straight off the Yahoo! pages:
"I'm funny and humerous."
"Cool, calm, and collective."
"I tend to be layed back."
"I know your out there!"
"Pin pal needed!"
"Looking for a women who will luv me."
"I perfer smart ladeis." (Good luck with that, genius.)

13. If you have children, trust me, we KNOW you love them. It's kind of assumed, you know. You do not need to say, "I have two boys who are the center of my world. I'd do anything for them. I love them more than life itself. My boys are the sweetest little guys in the world! I have built my life around them." I mean seriously. For the love of GOD.

14. Never, ever, EVER whine in your profile about past relationships and how they scarred you. Nothing says "sexy" like baggage, baby!

15. Don't waste your time initiating contacts with women whose clearly-listed preferences do not in any way resemble YOU. You'll just get deleted. For example, the "my ideal match" list on my profile clearly said I preferred guys who were age 30-40ish, of fit or athletic build, college educated, no kids, not religious, and so on. Yet I got dozens of messages from men in their 60's, 22-year-olds with no job, men built like Michael Moore, men with four kids whom they had full-time custody of, men who said "godliness" was the sexiest quality in a woman -- you get the picture. I'm sure they were all lovely individuals, but the preferences are stated for a reason. I don't want to date men my dad's age, and I don't CARE how much money they've got. I don't want to date men who weigh three times as much as me. I don't want to date men who make half as much money as I do - they're just not trying hard enough. I don't want to date men who get turned on by Jeebus worship, it would only end in mutually assured destruction. And really, if I explicitly state a preference for NO KIDS, get a clue. That probably means I don't really LIKE children, so why would you want me to be around yours?

16. Don't make the fatal mistake of assuming ALL women are crazy bitches who want your money. I know, I know - some of them are. But if your opening line is, "You're cute, but the first thing I want to know is if you're crazy like most chicks and are you looking for a sugardaddy because I'm not into that drama," you go in the Douchebag File of Presumptuous Fucking Douchebags.

17. Do not say that you wish to find a mate with a sense of humor. Come on. Think it through. I'm repeating myself here, but...NO SHIT? You don't want someone with NO sense of humor? Huh. What a rare creature you are.

18. Do not, under any circumstances, wear a cowboy hat in your profile photos. Maybe it's just me, but I do live in Texas and I have asked around, and sorry to break it to you guys but most women really, really, REALLY aren't into the cowboy look unless you very closely resemble Tim McGraw in face and body. Few men can pull it off and not look like total dorks. I'm just trying to help you help yourself here.

19. Severely curtail your use of exclamation points. For example: "I don't want to sound arrogant! But I'm a great guy! Are you a great girl? I love the outdoors! Talk to me! I'm looking to meet nice ladies for friendship and maybe more!" Good lord. Take a deep breath. By the way, I'd like to see MORE use of the semicolon; it can be pretty sexy. One more thing - a profile written ALL CAPS is so very, very wrong. Don't do it.

20. Don't list 500 different activities that you "love to do in your spare time." I've seen profiles that seriously said, "On the weekends, I love to ski, surf, boat, fish, camp, rockclimb, play tennis, play basketball, play golf, hike, work out, watch movies, go to museums, have drinks, grill steaks, and cuddle a special lady." Well. My goodness. Sounds absolutely appalling to me. I guess those are the guys who like to Play Hard?

Bam! I feel so very helpful right now. By the way - I don't have a profile on Yahoo! anymore, and I recently started seeing someone I really like a LOT, so I'm off the market. Probably just broke a trillion hearts.

P.S. In case it seems like I'm being too tough on the guys, just wait; I'm making a guide for women, too, and it's not gonna be pretty. It is my well-researched assessment that the "ladies" are even worse than men as far as sounding like dunderskulls on the personals. By the way - "ladies" - is that what we're calling women now? It makes me throw up in my mouth a little.

Source: Rachel Lucas

I can't wait to read the guide for women.

File under, "Duh"

So diets do not work. Go figure.

Funny that scientists just really decided what women (and probably some men, too) have known for an eternity.

"Diets do not lead to sustained weight loss or health benefits for the majority of people."

When you go up and down in weight for extended periods of time, you're doing far more harm to yourself than you would have done just staying fat. Most folks involved in this study gained back any weight they'd lost.

What does work?

Not super-sizing @ McD's, not loading up on junkfood everyday, not laying around doing nothing and just eating normal-sized meals as opposed to eating as if it is your last meal ever.

Move. Walk. Run/Jog... if you can. Swim. Chase your pets around the park or apartment even (or let them chase you). Take the stairs more often than you take the elevator/escalator. Take up a sport. Dance around your house with the curtains closed when no one is home (yeah, I do that one a LOT). Buy a few workout DVDs and do them.. alternating to avoid boredom a few times a week.

It really doesn't take that much effort and if a constantly-tired, anemic, lazy choc-o-holic like me can do it... then y'all can do it, too!

Come out.. or y'know.. not.. that's ok too.

"I think Olbermann's remarks significantly up the pressure on Anderson to come out"

Really? I can't imagine how.

Why the hell should CNNs Anderson Yummy.. I mean Cooper come out? Because he has talked about his personal life (a little) in the past?

Apparently Mr. Olbermann isn't a big logic kinda guy because that must be the stupidest reason I've ever heard.

The thing about personal lives is that they're personal. See... it's right there in the name. Personal. It's like there's a gate around our info and guess what.. WE are the gate-keepers. No one else.

Sure, celebs share SOME of their personal lives with the rest of us, but because said celeb has shared one or two or three personal tidbits in the past, this in NO WAY obligates them to share everything.

Do most of us want to know? Probably.. even though in Anderson's case, finding out he is gay will probably bust up some of the fantasies I've had about him (I can do the selective memory thing if I have to), but really.. his sexuality is none of my business. Or anyone else's.

I get that Mr. Hot Hot Journalist's coming out could send a great message to other gay people that NO... you do not have to stay in the closet, but COME ON. A great message or not, HE is the one who would have to deal with any fall-out. No matter what. It's his call and no one else's.

Ever hear that saying that some things SHOULD be kept private? Celebrities must love to hang on to some semblance of their privacy and I really don't blame them. I would too if I were famous. I'd share some of my personal life, of course, but no one... sometimes not even friends and family are privy to EVERY detail.

Part of the problem is the mindset some folks have as to how they should get to dictate what we all get to know about other people's personal lives. Seriously.. who died and made you Personal Life Monitor, Mr. Olbermann?

I smell entitlement and the stench is making me wanna hurl.

Mailmen!

How hard is it to ring a doorbell?

It must be very hard because when I went home at lunch I fought with the package containing The Adventures of Brisco County Jr. DVDs that the mailman inexplicably shoved in my mailbox which it didn't quite fit... which is why I was fighting with the package!

Ended up tearing the box to shreds before I could get the package out.

I'm tempted to leave a sticky note in the mailbox! "Please ring bell for packages, you lazy twit!"

Perhaps I should leave off the last part though?

He'd better not pull that shit again when my comic arrives in the mail!!!

AI...

Is Michael Buble always that bad? I don't think I've EVER seen or heard the guy perform until last night on Idol, but holy crap.... HE was awful. Almost made Sanjaya sound good. Plus, I think Mr. Bubble was wasted.

I wasn't much looking forward to Tony Bennett, but now I feel robbed a little. Bleh...

Bubble, you sucked!

Big money... even bigger mouth...

Can anything shut Trump up?

I'm not a huge Rosie fan... though I was pretty keen on her stand up AND I don't think I saw any movie of hers that didn't cause giggles... BUT... I rarely agree with some of the things she says, nor do I always see the sense in what she says.

We're all entitled to our opinions... opinions are like assholes, everyone's got one...

(could you imagine the poor sap who has no asshole? Yikes!)... etc., etc. I know. Blah blah blah...

Back to the point though:

SHUT. THE. HELL. UP. TRUMP.

You sound more sad and pathetic the louder you bitch about this woman. Not to mention the longer you carry this idiocy on. Try a little class, pal. I'd settle for you just using a muzzle at this point.

Common sense tells most people with a brain that when you dislike someone... you avoid them. You don't bark about them on TV as much as and as often as you can. The more you insert your foot into that exceptionally tiny, but way over-used mouth of yours, the more I begin to think that you're seriously seriously needing or obsessed with getting attention.

What's wrong Trump? Your little kid not keeping you busy? Nor your empire? Nor your moronic show (which can't possibly be #1 as you claim since you've lost about 600,000 viewers)? Why are you devoting so much energy on someone you dislike? Normal people don't do that.

Are you hard up for attention?

Jesus, I don't even have an empire, a TV show OR a baby... and I couldn't even devote this much time/energy to someone I don't like.

Wake up rich guy...

Unless, of course, your main goal all along was to have most of the planet think you're batshit insane. If that's been the plan all along... well ignore everything I just said and know that your mission was completely accomplished!

Idiot.