I’ve officially achieved a whole new level of crabby.
Rocco: Good morning, beautiful.
Me: Fuck you.
I can’t decide if it’s day seven of consecutive overcast skies, hormones, delayed moving dates, aching joints, tornadoes, an impending visit with Aloysius, the lack of floating people on Saturday, my failed hard drive, or the fact that none of my underwear fit anymore that’s making me so cranky, but *stab, stab, stab*.
But it’s Monday and none of you bitches got raptured, so you’re probably crabby, too. So I’m going to do us all a favor and just post this video from last weekend’s SNL finale. Because Justin Timberlake makes everything better. MMmmmm Justin.
And because…DUH….mmmm Justin…I’m posting a second clip – a skit that made me piddle. And while my skivvies tend to end up soggy when JT is involved, piddle isn’t the usual suspect.
But really? The whole episode was epic. Watch it on Hulu if you missed it. It’ll perk your day up. Just in case you’re devoid of glitter and rainbows, too.