Baby I can't tonight I have a headache

                                                           Dry Heaving from Boredom 
So a few days ago I half heatedly sharpened my claws and with a resigned indifference licked my chops in preparation to dive into the Golden Globes.  I mean it's the fucking Golden Globes, the cherry popping of award season,  Christina Hendricks's breasts cemented a special place in my heart draped in cream.  But as you could tell my I was not on my game.  Nothing inspired me, I just like blah didn't care.  Even the girls I love Tina, January, Christina.  Even my sweet Marion. I'm sorry girls I just couldn't get up for you.  But the SAG's are this weekend, and before you know it it's Oscar time.  And I will be well fed, rested, in fighting shape and ready to feast.   Meow babies 

The Golden Globs, Lets Break it down

So as you may or may not know I LOVE award season. I love the pre-show, the sexy bitches, the hot messes, the uncomfortable pairings of presenters. I just love love love it all. And the best part about all it is watching them with my gal Friday, one Ms. Jack Germain. As well as the colorful commentary via text from my best girl Erin.  We laugh and cry together and through it all our critical lens remained sharp as a scalpel. So enough niceties lets really talk it out.. Claws out kittens