Let's get on the ball guys...

Okay, what kind of friends do I have? Did anybody let me know that Emily Procter was on CSI: Miami? No, I had to find that out for myself. Mind you, I still think the show is lame, but this at least gives me a small reason to watch. Also, it's not the awesome Ainsley from The West Wing...I loved Ainsley...I would marry Ainsley if she was a real person and I had a real job and I lived in Washington, D.C. And when I did, I wouldn't invite any of my friends. They don't deserve to come if they can't keep me posted on important doings. Jeez guys...she's even my age...I would think you would be more helpful.

This isn't as bad as finding out that Winnie was on The West Wing. That's right, they failed me on that one too. What kind of crap is that? Poor Winnie (aka. Danica McKellar)...she's been wandering around in a funk since she and Kevin went their separate ways and when she finally emerges as Elsie Snuffin, do my 'friends' let me know? Hell no - not a peep! Clearly, I must do everything myself.

Well, since this is a Googletastic world...if either of you want to go out sometime, just let me know.

P.S. - Note that both are posing with their cats...that's so my cat-lovin' friends can see just how badly they've failed me.