ok, enough of hugh grant

my kids are better, the house is a little bit clean, oliver has preschool today so my life is ok. well, it was ok, until i watched nancy grace last night. why does she feel the need to ruin my life every monday and wednesday? last night, it was a mother and 9 month old baby who were shot to death in their bed. oh my god. then, it was a man who had been killed in a carjacking in san fran and his 4 year old daughter had been leaving him voicemails on his cell phone. they played the messages. it went something like 'daddy, i am sorry you died, call me back, i hope you get out of the dirt somtime.'. ok, 1. my employer- do they like me sobbing like an idiot from 6-7pm in the lobby? 2. nancy grace. does she get off on this shit? good grief. other than that, i can't really think of much else to say today. maybe i'll have more for you later. hold your breath.