I have to do the stupidest goddam thing tomorrow and I'm weirdly overly angry about it.
My sister works with these ladies who all have this quiet competition to go to tapings of daytime programs during Christmas and get free stuff. So a few years ago we went to see Ellen (I love Ellen, I was going to see the show IRL, not just get stuff, my sister is another story...though I suppose she tapes and watches Ellen, she just is competing with these women at work...blah.) and I came home with a f***ing trampoline the size of a living room and Justin Bieber headphones and all this random stuff. I did it once, fine, move on. Nope. So she asks to sign us up for Ellen again and I hem and hah and say I'm not really interested, she doesn't get the hint. Se signed me up for a DOUBLE TAPING of The Talk tomorrow. I have nothing against Julie Chen and Osbourne and Melissa Gilbert and the black lady whose name I don't know but she's the funniest one of them but IT'S JUST TO GET STUFF and it feels wrong. My sister doesn;t see it that way, she sees it as we're the luckiest people ever to go to a double taping during Christmas giveaway, I'd rather stay home and decorate and rest than fake clap and be herded in and out and it just...I don't like going to something under the guise of "We're getting things!"
My sister is simple. I have to remind myself of that everyday. Ironically she taught me to spell.
I guess I kind of want to see Julie Chen since BB is my summertime low-class indulgence.
So FML. Pray I get an iPad out of it.
Also we have to pay taxes on it all, I still owe the IRS for the trampoline though my brother volunteered to pay it since it's in his ginormous backyard. I haven;t even jumped on the thing yet.