In which I admit I do not know common knowledge facts

-I was watching Law & Order SVU last night, and the Medical Examiner said, "something something a blow to her carotid," and I'm STILL blown away by the fact that is how the word is spelled. I don't know that I'll ever recover from this.

-Did you know that prisoners used to make license plates?? I had no effing idea. We were in a status meeting and someone made a reference to it casually, and I asked if it was true, and everyone did one of these:


Yea, well I had no idea. People don't talk about it!! My parents never told me! I was a sheltered child!!


-Did you further know that all radio/tv stations east of the Mississippi River begin with the letter W, and all radio/tv stations west of the Mississippi River start with the letter K? THEY DO, child. At work we had a training session for this reporting software we use, and someone searched for a Turner station or something, and KTLA.com popped up in the search. And the guy goes, "Now if you were geo-targeting this would be fine since you know its a west coast station." And I raise my hand and ask how you would know? Is this a famous station I'm unaware of? Nope. One of the directors had to tell me the east/west thing, and she did it in the way you would teach a 5 year old. Then I asked people sitting around me if they knew this, and everyone was like, "Uhhmm, Yeeeeeaaaa. Sorry." DO THEY TEACH THIS SHIT IN COLLEGE?? I don't understand!! How did I get through 16 years of school and 23 years of life experience NOT to know things like this??


I don't even know anymore, you guys. Between carotid/corrotted and this "K" and "W" business, it's amazing I graduated, found myself and job, drive a car and live on my own. God.


I'm just gonna go watch Gossip Girl now. I bet Serena didn't know this shit either- because YOU KNOW that bitch is dumb as a box of hair.


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My TV in the other room is a documentary in French, and I'm having trouble pense-ing en anglais...

Bullet Points, obvs

• Last time I posted was after the Bon Jovi concert- sooo that weekend we did sangria--> Dogwood Fest---> Sweetwater 420 Fest---> fun times in the Highlands. Dogwood was a lot of families and gay couples. My friend and I walked from my apartment down to Piedmont to find this out. Stayed longer than was probably necessary, then hightailed it to MARTA to get out to Sweetwater for single hippies and dogs. Pretty crunchy. Pretty.....crunchy.
  
• Monday a vendor took us to Bill Hallman boutique in the Highlands for a "jean party," which basically was this company giving everyone in my department $200 to get whatever they wanted at the boutique, with wine and snacks. I walked away with a dress and a bangin' pair of sunnies.
  
• Wednesday I was a party pooper to the max, and left the Ingram Hill concert at Smith's Olde Bar early. As you know, I go to bed super early, and this concert started at 9:30pm. Which is late, when you wake up at 6am to hop on the treadmill. AND THEN they had the nerve to have 2 opening acts who STARTED at 9:30. I'm sorry, but who do they think they are, Tina Turner?? I'm taking this opp to apologize to C for totally not being able to hang on a school night. I'll go hide my head in shame now...
  
• Friday we had an agency happy hour at Park Tavern. I went with my gay work boyfriend. Cut to EVERYONE getting inappropriately drunk, the re-telling of the story of when a creative director caught me dancing down the hallway, and everyone trying to crash a high school reunion party "for the dancing." Inappropriateness all around, coupled with the fact everyone was calling each other trannies. Ohhh, the wonderful joys of ad agencies.
• Sunday night I went to Ben Harper & Guster for the DaveFM Earth Day Birthday. A vendor from work had tickets and a pre-concert party, so a co-worker and I decided to go profité bien. Her husband came, and I love them so dearly. They like to party, AND they had me home by 10:30.
• So far this week is going swimmingly- spa on Thursday and Braves game on Friday evening! Finally, a fun event on a WEEKEND night- I can go and not worry about getting up in the morning and fighting the spins at work!!
• When did it get to be almost May? This past year flew by. I feel like it was just a few months ago I was starting summer school- bananas!
• Saturday is the Kentucky Derby. Wish I was going. Maybe I'll have a party?
• RuPaul's Drag Race ended yesterday. My prediction won- she turned. it. out. I'm so obsessed with this show it borders on uncomfortable.
  

I feel like I've rambled on enough. iTunes' Gossip Girl and some tea is calling my name.

a toute a l'heure!
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I See You, Girl

Last night I saw Bon Jovi in concert at Philips Arena. No, I didn't just SEE Bon Jovi- I think I EXPERIENCED Bon Jovi. It was the most ridiculous concert experience. Google invited one of the major account teams at my agency, and I took someone's spot who wasn't able to make it. Actually there were a ton of extra tickets, because my whole account team went, PLUS I was able to bring two of my girl friends! So Google booked a "Club Level Suite," which was a super fancy pants box with catered food, drinks and leather chairs in a balcony to sit and watch the performance. The people watching was fabulous- women in their 40s with over-teased hair and over-tanned skin in high heels and leather skirts. Tragic, yet oddly compelling. But they were having the time. of. their. lives. And I just imagine in 25 years if Kings of Leon tours (and they've made it through 7 rehab stints) and I go to their concert- I'd be just as excited.
So we got far too drunk off white wine, and danced on the balcony and screamed the lyrics. I'm telling you- there is nothing quite like screaming "Wooooooaaaah we're half way theerreee, WOOOAAAAH LIVIN' ON A PRAYYERRR," with an entire arena of people in the actual live presence of Jon Bon Jovi. Who has aged quite nicely, might I add. We googled him and he's 48. Lookin' good, JBJ!

After the concert I was peer pressured into going out with the Google team. We wound up at Opera, where one of the guys paid the bouncer to let us cut the line. Now, Opera is like this super famous dance club in Atlanta- apparently DJ Pauly D has dj'd there a few times. I guess it's a big deal. So it is PACKED last night, and we're waiting at the bar, and I'm bopping around, grooving to the beats, and this girl kind of smiles and me and goes, "I see you, girl!" Followed by a finger snap-neck twirl combination. That was maybe the greatest validation you can ever receive, next to "Girl, looking FIERCE" from a gay guy.

Awhile later I grabbed a cab back to the office to get my car then drove home. I was roughin' it this morning at work, but last night was totally worth it.

Also- if I had my way of things, I'd be in the desert in California right now for Coachella. Preferably sharing a sleeping bag with a hot, young, bearded, music-loving fellow. I'm just saying.

This weekend should be fun, though. Pre-gaming the Dogwood festival with my gay work boyfriend and possibly hitting up Sweetwater Festival to scout some bands and boys? Sure.

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Bananas

was what today was. That shit WAS bananas. B-A-N-A-N-A-S. Just so jammed packed and stressful- the whole day was at maximum velocity.

Shall we de-stress with some Trani? Can you guess whether this was shot in 2003 or 1973?



Gossip Girl is currently downloading on my iTunes. Recap tonight- tomorrow maybe.

And I just watched Christian Siriano's Bravo Special "Having a Moment," yesterday morning and I finished it tonight. Obsessed? Little bit.



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Whateva

So I thought I might have had a security breach on dear old OMGOpinions. After a week I just decided, "Fuck It." Enjoy, one and all!

So anyway guys- unfortunately nothing too exciting has been happening around here lately!! Work was mega busy today- we were having a problem with one of our programs, which made a task that usually takes me an hour into a whole day-long trouble shooting process. When I was supposed to be working on client reporting. Gah. I even put on headphones (which I never do at work) and put in my away message "Headphone on- serious reporting to get done," and people STILL IMd me about stupid shit! Get your own papers printed out and signed; my God! I wish it was like college where I could just go to the bottom floor of the library in a cubicle with headphones for 3 hours and get. shit. done. with no distractions. But again, reality rears its ugly head, letting me know that Life does not equal College. Ever.

I made some bangin' white wine sangria for a party on Saturday. And I had a baaaaad wine hangover-headache Sunday. Saturday night I saw some guys from my agency out at the bar. One works in my department and we're buddies, so I hung out with him for awhile. He enjoys Bon Qui Qui also, and I may or may not have done the rap. Hint: I did.

Oh Oh, also at work on Friday, the big news was someone made a Craigslist missed connection about someone in our office!! It went a little along the lines of, "Hey I'm a site rep who was visiting ____Agency on Wednesday. I saw you and you're super hot blah blah I'm here all weekend lets meet up."
AND IT WAS MY GAY BEST FRIEND AT WORK!! Some guy saw him and was like, "YOWZA," and then had the balls to post on Craiglist. God, the hilarity. Someone even put it on our agency portal, it was so hysterical. I told my dad about it, and he goes, "They posted it on the portal? So they basically outed him? That's pretty much harassment." Nah....that's just an ad agency. I love it.

My Starz-Showtime 3-month trial has ended on DirecTV. So no more movies booo. Those sneaky bitches tried to charge me for the 4th month, thinking I wouldn't notice it on my bill. Ohhhhhh no. I called today and was like "Essscuse me? I did not authorize this!"

And I believe I owe some people some Gossip Girl recaps and KOL shenanigans. In due time, my loves. I think the GG recap will come back tomorrow. I had a dream about Chuck Bass last week that was both disturbing yet exciting. Ponder on that one....



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Happy Easter!

I wanted to get in here before the end of the day and wish everyone a very Happy Easter! I hope you all had a wonderful weekend with family & friends, as I did.

And I hope the Easter Beagle filled your Easter basket with yummy treats!


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