The Calm Before the Storm

Pues, here I am. I finished my business presentation and I feel very much like a herramiento, the Spanish word for "tool."

Tonight we're going out for sangria and tomorrow we're going out for botellon and karaoke and maybe some disco, we'll see. I have to take it easy, though, b/c I'm working tomorrow and was just told that I have to be on time. Shit, no more 2 hour late days for me.

In other news, I'm really relishing all this trashy celebrity gossip. I've always been a whore for bad publicity, but I here are some my favorite highlights.

1) The Royal Wedding. On Spanish TV I saw them interviewing Britons on vacation who basically said in British, "She will "never" be queen." Which translates into course American vernacular as, "That ho done Di wrong, and I'll be damned if that bitchy ass'll sit on MY throne which I pay for with MY tax dollars...sheeeeeeet." I don't know why, but I think the fact that no one gives a damn about it makes me ever so much more interested...like the fact that Windsor Castle didn't have a license to have a wedding, so they had to get hitched at the local town hall where the American version of Bobby Jo and Billy Bob were looking for a justice of the peace right quick so that their baby who's due in two weeks won't be bastardized. Which brings me to....

2)The Britney Pregnancy: Oh, nothing makes me more giggly than the thought of America's whitetrash sweetheart impregnated with hillbilly seed. HA! All this talk of children, where does one turn to next...

3) Cardinal Law officiating at one of the pope's funeral masses. Is there no shame in the Catholic church? Apparently not. I guess it's kind of a good thing so that people around the world can see that the Vatican still doesn't get it. Before Law was hiding...at least now we know that he hasn't lost any power, he's just been taken out of the feeding frenzy so that he can be safe in Rome. Where's Joseph Welch when you need him? Have you no sense of decency, Curia? At long last, have you no sense of decency? Child molestation has no part in humor which leads me to why I've pretty much been neglecting...

4)The Michael Trial: I can't really follow this one online because there's just SOOO much to read. Maybe if I had American trash tv it would be easier, but it's really an overflow of ridiculous information that I just get numbed by it and move on to more pressing issues like...

5) Damn, that was such a good segue and now I don't really have anything to talk about. Oh, how about Arthur Finkelstein's Big Fat Gay Wedding? That's pretty grotesque. I think there's a special place in hell for a gay man who makes propaganda for Jesse Helms. I'll have to ask Dante about that one.

Wow, I feel like I should turn this place into a gossip rag. You know you want it. In other news, there's not much going on at Harvard from what I hear which is upsetting, except that they've nixed SENIOR HOUSE, the hope of me and three good friends for housing next year that would have really torn up the social scene. Oh well, I guess we'll have to think up Plan B. Wait, there is no plan B, there never is. How are we going to find a place to throw our parties??? Oh well, tutors get ready for another year of noise.