The two pound battle...

So I've been pretty frank about my struggle with losing weight. It's been a long battle and right now I'm in a hand to hand combat with two pounds that just won't quit. I lost it one week, gain it the next. The same stinking two pounds for the past four weeks. I'm almost ready to just lop off a foot or something and lose it for good! Maddening!

Another maddening thing...Paranormal Activity 2. Sounds like a sequel...SURPRISE!...it's a prequel. And it has all the same tension building moments as the first one. It has all the GOTCHA moments of the first one. It has some truly creepy moments too. So why didn't I like it? Because I HATE it when they take premises like this - paranormal activity - which doesn't really need some rubbish explanation because, by the way, it's PARANORMAL! Sheesh! They always feel the need to explain what's happening and why it's happening and how the sequence of events goes and blabbity blah blah. That always ruins it for me. Scary creepy stuff can happen for no reason. We don't go to these movies for reason, we go to be scared and creeped out. Trying to explain it just sucks all the creepy out of it!

Another maddening thing...the local news. Why, oh, why do these news anchors have to be so cordial, making jokes, teasing each other as if they're life long best buds. Just give me the news already! The weatherman is really not a comedian so why do they insist he act like one? I blame that one on Willard Scott. He started a trend and now they all follow it. Curse you Willard. Curse you forever.

One last maddening thing...and this one will probably get me struck by lightening but here goes...Oprah Winfrey. Ms. Winfrey gets on my last nerve and I don't even get the chance to watch her show. The commercials for her show get on my nerves. The entertainment news about her gets on my nerves. She was on TMZ of all places and it got on my nerves. There's just something about her that rubs me the wrong way. No one is that caring, that giving, that magnanimous, that generous all the frickan' time. I just want to see her completely go ape shit on someone just once. I would have undying respect for her if she did.

Okay, that's my rant. And I'm sure it's all just frustration started with that damn two pounds. It's getting to me dammit! I wonder how much one of my feet really weighs...