I'm hiding in the computer room. Why? The Boyfriend is watching boxing.
I just cannot get into boxing. Yes, I do appreciate it as a sport - and I love the history of it - but dang between the greedy promoters (how is it Don King hasn't been shot yet? I mean, honestly?), the mob, and the fact that so many of these men are hung out to dry once their careers are over. Oh, and those idiot commentors on HBO. Gawd I hate those guys.
And if Mike Tyson gets one more fight I just might start screaming and never stop.
But that's another rant entirely.
So here I am in the computer room, listening to my new CDs (Jet's Get Born and STP's Thank You), putzing on the computer. What I should be doing is reading - I have yet to officially start Carved In Stone by Vickie Taylor.