i just finished mindy kaling’s new audiobook, Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me?, and, while i have to say it’s pretty funny and such, it’s no Bossypants, that’s for damn sure. the best part about it, though, is that it’s read by mindy and that makes such a difference. tina fey’s book was great, but it was largely due to the fact that tina herself read the book, and she is just lovely and awesome. i want amy poehler to do the same, i wish simon pegg narrated his book.
anyway, mindy is charming and funny, and it was a good read (er, listen), but one of the most disappointing facts was something i found particularly disappointing during tina fey’s book. something that makes you (if you’re me, obviously) just feel like total crapfuck and want to just run headlong into oncoming traffic…
mine :
there is no christmas tree this year. normally, i pull it out and clear out space in the livingroom and set up the lights and ornaments and all of that. right now, all we have is our stockings up. it was super sad finding my brother’s stocking from last year, all by itself in the closet. part of me misses having a tree up, but i’m too stressed over everything going down this year.
