Sunday, September 06, 2009

funny lady

I've discovered a blogger, The Sassy Curmudgeon, who, I think, is a really funny writer. She wrote one post that is so me about her Wii. Some of it goes:

So, of course, when the Wii Fit came out, I knew that it would be mine. My husband and I like our Wii, but wii (ha!) don't use it that often because it involves unplugging the DVD player, and yes, wii are that lazy. But Wii Fit seemed like the perfect momentary obsession workout regimen for someone with absolutely no willpower or motivation who needs to be distracted in order to exercise...

Unfortunately after only a few uses I was forced by vanity to shove my balance board under the couch and cower in fear. For instance, no one told me that if one does not use it every single day (and really, who has that kind of time, let alone willpower?), the Wii chides you as soon as you start. "Oh, too busy to work out yesterday, huh?" it mocks in a high-pitched, childlike voice not unlike HAL after a few hits of helium. I don't know about you, but standing in front of my TV wearing a sports bra is not the best time for me to be mocked. It sends me into the kitchen for some ice cream and/or vodka.


See, I'm even too lazy to write a dang blog post about it myself! I'm happy to sit on the couch & quote her =)

She has a fabu post about Facebook that made me laugh so hard I had tears. It goes a little something like this:

I also think that to begin posting Facebook-related statuses is a slippery slope. Take, for example, these honest updates that my better judgment has prevented me from submitting:

Una wants to friend [ex-boyfrend's name redacted]'s hot new girlfriend but suspects that this could be construed as creepy and/or pathetic.

Una would really like [name redacted] to stop commenting on every fucking thing I post.

Una is sooooo glad to know that [name redacted] decided to take two spin classes this morning and feels amazing. I drank two bottles of Shiraz last night and scarfed an egg and cheese sandwich at my desk when I rolled in an hour late. Fuck you.

Una doesn't care what NY landmark or great philosopher or Sex and the City character you are.

Una would appreciate NOT being tagged in unflattering photos from freshman year of college, but doesn't want to untag herself because thats seems vain.

Una THINKS [NAME REDACTED] SHOULD STOP WRITING THEIR UPDATES IN ALL CAPS AND ALSO MIGHT WANT 2 LRN HOW 2 SPEL.


She's got some pretty funny recaps of this season's Project Runway episodes as well.
Give her a read at The Sassy Curmudgeon

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