I've never really considered myself a Chicken Little kinda of gal. The sky isn't falling and life doesn't suck. I mean, MOST of the time I don't particularly generate the whole doom and gloom outlook on life. Can I be pessimistic? Hell yeah. But I don't revel in it like some.

BUT...

This economy shit sucks major ass. (spoken like a true, well-educated, gentile southerner)

I hate spending my shoe money on gas for the car. I hate spending my Gray Goose money on milk and bread. (heaven forbid I actually switch to cheap vodka. I'd rather be thirsty!) I hate spending my vacation money on inflated utility bills. I hate worrying about throwing money away by investing in a moderate risk, market-based retirement plan. I mean, if I save and save, then I would be SO FREAKING PISSED OFF if the stock market went all depression era sucky and I lost all my Geritol money. Damn it.

So, I think I'm going to adopt the Marie Antionette theory on life. We shall all eat cake and to hell with the rest.

I refuse to continue to avidly soak up my daily allowance of cnn or money.com. I won't look at the political news or watch debates or worry about going green. I refuse to hear anything mentally distressing--except the latest on Britney. Instead I will focus on fashion, entertainment, and the horoscopes. Maybe the comics. But not even the jumble because it just pisses me off when I can't think of the answer.

Maybe I'll even go hippy. Except that I must bathe daily and wear cute shoes. So, maybe not so much on the hippy thing. But starting today, I begin my quest to become ignorant, uninformed, and blissfully unaware of the world around me.

Just you wait, in two months time, I'll bet I even start watching Flavor of Love.