Streaks on the China...

I have the weirdest memory ever. So today I could not get the theme song from...The Gary Shandling Show out of my head. No, not The Larry Sanders Show, the one even before that.

"This is the theme to Gary's Show, the opening theme to Gary's show...this is the music that you hear as you watch the credits.
We're almost to the part where I start to whistle. Then we'll watch " The Gary Shandling Show"

How in the fuck do I remember this? I was like 6 when this show was out and it was on late on Showtime.

Well of course then I started thinking about tons of theme songs from 80's and 90's TV shows. Im pretty sure if they had a game show to name theme songs to tv shows from just those decades that I would be freakin awesome. I really would. I remembered tons of themes. I remember songs to shows that I didnt even watch, case in point, the Gary Shandling Show.

"And there aint no nothing we cant love eachother through, what would we do baby without love...sha nananaa"

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a papercup...

I wish people would stop leaving me alone with thoughts.

Here are some from today:

*The music that I listened to throughout High School, although catchy, was fucking awful. Please do let me make a mixed CD of that shit again!

*I need some sexin. Its been a little while and I have freakin earned it. I have been a nice girl. Cleaned up after my roommate. Made my bed every day. To me these are all valid reasons as to why I should get laid.

*Polish men (ok fine men in general) should not be allowed to frost the tips of their hair. Ewww.

*Those 100 calorie packs of cheeto(h)-balls fuckin rock.

*How the fuck do you spell Cheetohs? <---Is that even right? What?

*I could eat pickles, 100 calorie packs of chips, asparagus (another word I struggle in spelling) and mozzarella sticks every day. Oh and a snack pack puddin cup, chocolate of course.

*hahahaha...That huge black lady from Billy Madison, "I'll be your snack pack". That line gets me every time.

*I need cooler friends.

*When guys wax their brows, its weird.

*When I touch a guys' arm and I feel stuble...also weird.

*I need to lose 10lbs. But I need to finish my mint hot chocolate and toffee bar from starbucks first.

*Gay men are sooooo much hotter than straight men

*Blogging is for losers.

*I am a loser.

God Bless and Goodnight!

ewww @ me

So I have just done the unthinkable; I actually posted on craigslist. I posted looking for a relationship. Seriously, I really did. How sad have I become. Or was I just this sad to begin with and didnt know?

I have rec'd several very interesting responses. It's refreshing to know that I am not the only complete loser in the Chi. But really, I must be the only semi-attractive loser in this town. These guys are just...well...not attractive. I didnt expect much in my defense.

Which brings me to my always present question; what is wrong with me? (Its rhetorical so please do not feel the need to answer; Im trying to figure that one out on my own.)