I love Making the Band 3. LOVE IT. It’s my super secret obsession. I have a girl crush on Aubrey. She’s darling and has has massive amounts of the X factor. Who has a body like that? That bossy Denosh is going to get what’s coming to her. I don’t care that she has worked in the business.

I’m also still loving The Biggest Loser. I bought a copy of Prevention magazine today because the three girls were on the cover. Who knew you could buy it? I thought it was an old people doctor’s office waiting room only magazine. You learn something new every day. Turns out I’m old because I’m reading the shit cover to cover. I also quite enjoy my copy of Arthritis Today and Lupus Now.

Speaking of Lupus, I went to the doc yesterday all amped up ready to tell the doc why I don’t want to take any more meds. Methotrexate made me so nauseous and CellCept made feel like I was going to die and I got shingles! Bastards. Turns out she’s happy with the way things are going too and isn’t going to rock the boat. Fantastic. My sed rate is 31 and she would like it at 25 but 31 isn’t so bad. I told her I attributed feeling so good to sleep and yoga and she agreed. Yoga is really good for Fibromyalgia she said and helps to alleviate discomfort,pain and stress. Um, duh. Why do you think I do it? I still have daily pockets of not feeling so good (skin aching, fatigue) but I’ll take that any day over days and weeks of feeling like I was going to die.

I got my haircut yesterday and I keep doing that “who me?” thing in the mirror. My hair just kicks ass. This blowout is unstoppable. I wish I had something to go to or someone to interview me on camera. Walking down the aisle in Safeway like I’m on a runway just ain’t cutting it. Especially when I have Squawker, Texas Ranger on my hip and chicken nuggets in my basket. When I dropped Hadley off at school this morning a few people were like “Did you do something new??” I wanted to say “oh, no, I’m the same scumbag wearing a 1989 GAP t-shirt and the same jeans who hasn’t showered in 2 days.” But I didn’t. I did the “Who Me?” combination hair toss/smile “Oh, I just got my haircut.” It reminds me of that old Salon Selectives commercial where the woman is walking by and everyone is singing that song “Who’s that Lady?”

I talked to ELK last night for a long time and it was one of those highly satisfying conversations where when it’s over you feel like you just did yoga or worked out. Cleansing or something. She told me about how our friend Kurt was jumped on Halloween and it is still bothering me. He was walking down the street in Denver going out for smokes from his beau’s loft. A car with 4 guys stopped and one of them got out and punched Kurt in the face with brass knuckles. Then the other guys got out and were going to start beating him up too but someone came out of the building and yelled apparently scaring them off. It’s disgusting that people like that exist. Blech.