Sunday, February 25, 2007

Admitting defeat

I've seen some weird shit in my day, but watching the Blue Man Group last night was right up there with the weirdest.

Maybe I just wasn't in the mood. Because it occurred to me rather painfully and a barely avoided trip to the hospital on the way home, that this was the last extracurricular event I will be participating in until post-Oscar. I admit defeat. I thought I could avoid bed rest, but I can't any longer. I'm done.

And so, if you need me, I'll be working from the laptop from bed for the next couple of weeks extracting myself from bad television and a thick Russian novel for only the absolute necessities.

I don't even have the wherewithal to worry about my roots, either. I may just pull a Brittney and shave it all off.


She She said...

Or pull a Blue Man Group.

Tracey said...

That actually may be a good look for me...