and because it lets me delude myself into thinking that it's, like, totally okay, duuude, to be playing MarioKart when the kid and partner are away from home and I should be finishing up that dang proposal.
And also because if someone else I love and respect is laughing after literally falling on their ass, then my figuratively falling on my ass can't be that bad, can it?
Thanks to Saz, aka the thwump-er, for greenlighting this vewy pubwic posting of her vewy pwivate Wii moments.
Did anyone else see Baby Mama, by the way? 'Cause, clearly, even when blogging about a friend's Wii video, I can't stop thinking about that woman who taught the widdle baby biwthing cwass.
Though the plot itself was a sell-out. C'mon. Show me something I didn't expect. The answer to all your problems is NOT a baby. NOR is it marriage. NOR is it prince charming (snickers). And no, this is not a spoiler, cuz the minute the movie starts you know how it's going to end anyway.