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Blogstress, Cole Bronn, writes little tidbits and occasionally rants about American Idol and other celebrity gossip. And she knits too.

Saturday, July 14, 2007

Internal Body Clocks

How important do you think they are? Do you believe in the "don't drink caffeine after 4:00pm" rule? Do you go to bed in the same ritual every night, so let your body know you are shutting down? Is your boudoir zoned for sex only, and not paying bills, clipping toenails, grooming the dog or watching tv (unless it's porn, which then classifys it back to earlier in sentence.). And finally, why is Cole asking us about this???

Because, I got ripped out of my bed at 5:45 am this morning so my husband and neighbor could crawl in the attic at 7:00 am and I would not be allowed back in my bedroom after that time. And it has wrecked my Saturday. I am a zombie. I can barely function. I went to have a pedicure and the lady literally nearly put me to sleep in the chair. My husband says I am being fussy like a toddler. And I dragged my pillow to the couch to "take a nap" and he laughed at me. (We don't nap at my house...well, atleast I don't, I'm too high strung. He falls asleep after work before I get home.) But no shit, my clock is off and I swear I am sleepwalking.

I want to go see Hairspray. I remember the early one directed by John Waters with that drag queen as Tracy Turnblad's mother, what was her/his name??? And John Travolta looks awesome on the billboards. He's so wacko. Ricki Lake has virtually disappeared so I forgot she starred in Broadway production and that's where she was discovered, right?

Jeffro, shut it about my squishy seat, you goof. Why do you think it's so funny? Do you have a bike? I bet you wish you had a gel seat if you did. I'm just kidding you. Sorry Chad if I offended you making fun of Clay Aiken.

I heard on the American Idol tour that Jordin is not in love with Blake as rumored, but instead has eyes for Chris Richardson. I hope she doesn't work her way through the lineup and I am subjected to pics of her towering over Sanjaya! Ugh.

Speaking of the hairwhipped wonder, I heard that Chris Sligh is forced to play guitar for him while he tackles "Life Is A Highway" by Rascal Flatts...and it stinks. And Chris almost rolls his eyes.

More later, going out to dinner.

ColeyB Yaaawwwwnnnnniiinnnnnngggggg............