Drugs Money and Madness
Top of the mid-morning to you chumlies and another Gingerday rolls into sunny play. Today's lashings of Ginger were brought to you courtesy of Medbh. Any feelings you might have about that you can share with her. I'm sure she'd love to hear it.
When I woke this morning I just knew today was going to be a doozy, first of all there was a cat fight inches from my nose, as Puddy and the Bigger of the cats duked it out over who got the coveted right arm nook of the slumbering owner.
So many very sharp very fast claws so near a delicate item like a nose is not hella delightful.
Then, having finally cleared the battle field, I came down stairs and had to listen to Brenda Power (had to I tell you) break the news that Kathy French the underwear model had a seven page spread in Hotpress Magazine. Seven pages? Seven pages of exposure so that she can waffle on about how she has her own pussy to play with. Sheeeet.
And what of Britney? She has had her visitation rights revoked because she was 'unavailable' to take a drugs test. Seriously, how fucked up do you need to be to not be available to take a test if it meant seeing your two little boys? That girl really needs to put down the frappachino, put on some knickers and get her shit together.
Amy Winehouse was arrested in Norway for possession of drugs. I have a Norwegian chum, HE was arrested once for singing and trying to climb lamp posts on Grafton Street. That was back in the days when I had a social life and lived in the city and drank rum.
Oh how the world turns.
Jolie Richardson terrified everyone by turning up the red carpet by turning up looking more skeletal than ever. Anything Keira can do she can do better. Some wife of some chap from blur didn't eat any solid food for three whole week and lost sixteen pounds. She went to Thailand to not eat for three weeks, and did lots of yoga. I don't know what to make of that, but I figure I could stay here and not eat for three weeks and the results would pretty much be the same.
My day was not better served when the postie rang the doorbell and I couldn't get out owing to sliding door being stuck again. But he took pity on me and left my post in the window.
Huzzah! Good post and not the bill kind. Squeee. Thank you Miss Finn!
My gloomy morning improved just like that.
'merikans are tops.