Painful

i was up early today (actually never really went to bed) and went to the gym for a nice weight session. i got back around 7:30 and turned on the tv while i ate breakfast. the first channel that came on was fox 11 and it's "good morning l.a." or whatever-they-call-it morning show. the one with the two skanked-out bimbos and the old guy. anyway, skanked-out bimbo number 2 was doing the weather, talking about cold fronts and whatnot (i couldn't help remarking that she probably has a cold front, considering the amount of cleavage hanging out of her low-cut dress...i know, it's bad). she was talking about wind patterns, since we have another wildfire going on down here, and seriously took twenty seconds to remember the word counter-clockwise. i half-expected her to say "like the way the little hand goes, but only the other way." after three minutes of torturous banter about a potential madonna/mariah catfight (hold the presses!), i could take no more and switched over to ifc short film collection in an attempt to salvage what few brain cells had not self-immolated.