Oh, Lord it's hard to be huuuuuuuumble....

when you're perfect in ev-er-y waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! I hadn't heard that song until recently. It's abosolutely hysterical and I'm using it to entertain myself as I waste away in front of the dismal abyss (know as my computer) at work everyday. Who - may I ask - mandated that summer va-cay be available only to the young and school-aged?

I've discovered an EVIL process that the world has sold us on: the older we get the more "fun" we're entitled to. Oh, no no no cruel world. I'm on to you! You're doing it all backwards!!!! I think things should get EASIER as we get older. Theoretically, it should work. It's HARD learning to walk, write your name, shovel spoonfulls of peas into one's own mouth. It's TOUGH being the dorky one in high school with braces and no boyfriend and driving a '77 Chevrolet Nova on which the passenger doors don't open. It's BRUTAL to be in college and STILL HAVE BRACES (but have acquired the boyfriend), not realize that REEF brand flip-flops are the "cool" ones and that you MUST learn to drink coffee. So - you'd think after all this that the world would let up, right?

Oh-uh. THEN comes the 8-5 job with the 10 hour a week gym job (that's only necessary because you sit in an office chair -or dental stool- that causes your butt to swell to the size of a small African country).

Anyway - that's enough ranting on THAT subject. Chronicles of Boyfriendia Season Deux should be starting up soon. It's been an exciting year... stay tuned!