That last minute 5-7 drinks invite with co-workers on a Friday? DNW. Except it's a farewell to a co-worker I like. Damn you! I need to go home ASAP.

You could go to the no-pants party I'm going to tonight!

You could go to the no-pants party I'm going to tonight!

British pants, or will everyone be be-skirted?

Someone somewhere else asked "who did you like before their big break" and I was IMDBing to check my cites, and I realised I crushed on Christian Kane in his first TV role. I feel quite dirty, because it was really a crap show (Fame LA).

American pants, and apparently no skirts either. I dunno. The host is a hippie friend. I think I am going in sarong. I think Bob is going like Risky Business.

Speaking of lyrics that render us twitchy, I hate how much I love Eminem's song that has Rihanna singing the chorus. The lyrics and sentiment are bloody terribly but hot damn it's so purty. (I really, really adore all of Eminem's music, so I am long-acquainted with ignoring lots of twitchy shit in his songs.) Add Rihanna's history with Chris Brown and I'm just like "wuh??? wuhhh?? WTF?? But song so pretty..."

I'm driving away from this house as an inhabitant for the last time today. New house ahoy! Meep.

SO FRAKKING EXCITING!!!

Here's where I shamefacedly admit that I really liked Julia Roberts in Baja Oklahoma and Mystic Pizza before she hit it big.

Actually, I tend to enjoy her when she's interacting with other actresses that I like, like Lesley Ann Warren, Lili Taylor, and Sally Field. It's when she's the maniacally grinning and laughing center of the universe for a movieful of men that I can't stand her.

Well, yeah. If I refused to listen to everything that made me twitchy, I'd miss out on a lot of stuff I love.

Jesus Christ.

Want to be class president? Not if you're black, in one Miss. school

If you’re black and a student at one public middle school in Mississippi, you can’t run for president – only whites need apply.

Nettleton Middle School in Nettleton, Miss., has segregated its elected class positions by race, according to a memo sent home with children at the school last week that was obtained by NBC News.

The memo was first brought to light when Brandy Springer, a mother of four children, contacted blogger Suzy Richardson, founder and editor of the blog mixedandhappy.com. It was also reported by Gawker.

“My [eighth-grade] daughter came home from[Nettleton] school telling me that she wanted to try out for the school reporter, but it is only open to black students,” Springer wrote Richardson. “They told her ‘she should run for class president, that was open to only white students.'”

The memo indicates that only white students can be president of the school’s eighth grade, while only black students can be vice president.

In seventh grade, whites are the only ones who can be both president and vice president, while the only position a black student at Nettleton can apply for in sixth grade is that of the class reporter.

American pants, and apparently no skirts either. I dunno. The host is a hippie friend. I think I am going in sarong. I think Bob is going like Risky Business.

This is so fraught with technicalities. Because I'm sure no shorts either. Bloomers? Dresses? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?

I just don't get Replacement Guy. I hope this doesn't bode badly. Simple web site clickthrough exercise, and I can tell by looking at his results that they make no sense. Now I have to send him back to the drawing board, and I look bad for not having quality-checked him earlier.

For some reason, I have very little difficulty with ugliness in Eminem's lyrics. He's so very frank about "here's my dirty id" and "thanks for the more-than-free therapy" that I just ain't mad at him. But I do look askance at Rihanna. Very double-standard of me.

So, once everyone in this school district has been shitcanned, where will the kids have to be bussed to attend classes?

For some reason, I have very little difficulty with ugliness in Eminem's lyrics. He's so very frank about "here's my dirty id" and "thanks for the more-than-free therapy" that I just ain't mad at him. But I do look askance at Rihanna. Very double-standard of me.

Yeah, I am kinda the same. I don't know why. It just is.