Tuesdays. They’re just like those miserable psalms…sooooo depressing. (Name that movie.) I know I’ve had to have said this before, but you know how it is–you feel SO accomplished for surviving Monday, then you wake up and immediately think “IT’S ONLY TUESDAY.”
I was going to write a whole list comparing how our Grammy picks (here and here) matched up against the actual winners, but that started to take a WHOLE LOT OF TIME that I did not have last night.
Let’s just say Daft Punk won way too many awards, Macklemore didn’t win enough, and for the one category Matt and I placed a wager, we both came out as losers (thanks a lot, Bruno Mars). We also missed some moments at the beginning (because we got home late) and at the end (because we have a strict 10pm bedtime), so I didn’t get to see Macklemore’s pretty face AT ALL. So troubling.
|Make all the weird hand moves you want to, Lorde, I still think you’re the bee’s knees.
So there’s your Grammy recap, friends. I suppose I should have mentioned something about Pharrell’s hat, but there’s nothing to be said that hasn’t already been said one million bajillion times.
Anyway, it’s still January and I’m still moody. Therefore, I’ll be taking a little break at the end of this week. Don’t fret! I’ve still got a post coming tomorrow and I will be back before you know it! I have to go up in the mountains for work this week (no, seriously), and I couldn’t get myself together in time to get my posts written up for Thursday and Friday, so I’m going to stop stressing about and I’m just going to let it be.
When I come back, I will be a new person…because it will be February, a month that is infinitely better than January.
|Go away, snow! You’re no longer welcome here!|