totally switching gears...
how do giada's fingernails always look so perfect? she's got her hands in flour and parmigiano reggiano cheese all day long, and her nails show no worse for wear. jerk. i used to trim my cuticles until i got the shaky hand. don't know where it came from, but it came nonetheless, and i have succeeded in cutting myself on more than one occasion. now, i just scrunch them down at work, when i think about it, with the long skinny part of a pen cap. i'm ghetto like that. what.
and again...
please tell me someone saw the latest episode of "the hills." does anyone remember last season when spencer first asked heidi to move in with him, and she told him 'my answer is no,' while sitting in his (unfair!) benz, and he responded with the all-too-mature 'then my answer is get the hell outta my car'...? anyone remember that? heidi got her 'get the hell outta my car' moment last night. if you will recall, spencer "surprised" heidi with that ghastly hollywood tag mural in their new front room...

anyway, so heidi's moment comes when spencer walks in the door as she's painting OVER the eyesore. he's appalled. (probably about as much so as when he found out he isn't a d-bag. oh wait. strike that. he IS a d-bag.)

and what does heidi say to him...SURPRISE! i still think she's a moron, but that was amazing.
i just told morgan what the title of this post is, and he said his next one is going to be called "my wife, agbar naharfi, winner of the scripps spelling bee." isn't he a gem? i got the last laugh though when i asked him how he was going to spell my alter-ego's name. hahaha.
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