People,

Snooki is a New York Times best selling author, Larry the Cable Guy has a show on the History channel, all of MTV's shows are about fat and/or pregnant people and Justin Bieber is on CNN as often as Mubarak.

THE END IS NEAR, MY FRIENDS!

I know I tend to lean toward the dramatic, but I think the Mayans knew their shit. I think we'll implode by 2012.

Other than this dire realization, I'm having a great week. I got my hair done today, my funnest (it is a word) cousin is in town with her completely adorable baby, and I will be reunited with The Renee tomorrow and we will eat and go to the beach. Life is good. Today. And most likely tomorrow.

(and will probably continue to be at least moderately tolerable until we all blow up in a big fat ball of  vainglorious fire the same color as Snooki's spray tan. Sometime around 2012 according to me and the Mayans.)