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I was beyond thrilled to find that there are new columns in the Bridget Jones saga. I am not ashamed to say that I loved the first book (and movie) and strongly disliked the second book (and movie) and that these latest columns made me guffaw out loud. I called my friend the clinical psychologist to read a few excerpts to her. "Bridget Jones is a catastrophizer," she diagnosed. Honestly, there is not much I enjoy watching on TV more than a good documentary about an orangutan. Yesterday morning I officially finished week 9, day 3. So I haven't actually achieved the 5K part yet, but it's my understanding that lots of beginners do the program for time rather than distance, and a lot of the pros on the message boards advise this because they say if most beginners try to do it for distance, they'll become discouraged and quit. My sister offered to give up her longer race to run with me in the 5K, and I appreciate that. At first I thought no way because I was embarrassed for her to have to slow down so much to match my snail's pace, but then I told myself, this is your sister, don't be an idiot. Just because she's run a marathon doesn't mean she doesn't remember what it was like to run in her first race. As usual, it was difficult to get through the thirty minutes of running, but I enjoyed listening to "Out Tonight" while fantasizing that I, too, might one day have legs like Rosario Dawson (ha) and even though she replaces "Christmas Day" with "New Year's Day," I still couldn't help but make the Christmas tree shape in the air with my hands like a big dork. The climactic moment of the workout was when I felt my sports bra pop open and I had to discreetly make my way to the locker room to refasten it. And this is just one of the many reasons I will never be a person who does not wear a shirt to the gym. It was a bummer to have to interrupt my last run on the program to attend to my brassiere, but what're you gonna do? I've been loving this site that has a ton of music videos from the 80s. Favorites include Debbie Gibson's "No More Rhyme" and Starship's "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now," featuring many fabulous scenes from Mannequin. As well as the band lip-synching the song amongst actual mannequins in a store window setting. And then the singers actually as mannequins on motorcycles. Brilliant. And a disturbing Sarah Brightman "Phantom of the Opera" video that I'm pretty sure never aired on MTV. My favorite summer show is Kathy Griffin: My Life on the D List. There are now not one, not two, but three songs named "Jolene" that I know of, and I love each of them. First there was Dolly Parton's, which of course is her begging Jolene not to take her man just because she can and is pure Dolly awesomeoness. (Lyrics here.) Then came Ray LaMontagne's version, which is melancholy and gorgeous and makes my heart feel like it's breaking in two. (Lyrics here. Listen here.) And now, the version by the Weepies, which I LOVE. (Lyrics here. Listen here. If you stay on that screen once "Jolene" finishes, you can here "World Spins Madly On," which is probably my favorite song by the Weepies.) So, take your pick of the swell songs about some woman named Jolene. Don't say I never did anything for you. 
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