Lamar got himself a Kardashian

My Gran used to tell me that if I study very hard and work honestly I'll achieve success and money. Turns out she wasn't right after all. While I wasted my youth with books, studying Maths and Computer Science and staying overnight at work to finish one project or another I cannot count myself especially rich or successful. Seems, other girls had better ideas how to achieve their goals - boob jobs, make-up and why not marry an NBA or NFL star? Both Kardashian sisters mastered this action, while I mastered a programming language or two and still don't know how to use eyeliner.

But you don't have to bind yourself for life! You can marry a very rich superstar, then divorce him and demand half of his money (see: McCartney, Paul). Or have sex with one and wait - if you turn to be pregnant - girl you earned your living for next 18 years! Sue him for child support (see: Bosh, Chris; Iguodala, Andre). You're not pregnant? That bastard must have raped you (see: Bryant, Kobe; Roethlisberger, Ben)! To court with him!

To be honest about that, things like that upset me a little bit - not because I married a 'next door guy' - but they violate the respect of male sports fans towards my gender. More often than not my wearing basketball jerseys in public raised some eyebrows. Recently one of my hubby's friends commented that I 'must be fond of staring at half-naked man'. Somebody on Twitter informed me that 'white women are gold-diggers'. Priceless.

I don't fit in this description. I don't believe any girl I follow on Twitter fits this description, either. I rest my case.

So long!

It's been nearly a month since my last post here or on Heels in the Huddle, month since I was active on Twitter. I got hooked up in a C++ project and historical books - the dark characters in European history are my secret passion. I wouldn't be here if not my hubby - he looked at my Henry VIII book and commented: 'This one looks like a football player.' Another comment was during a football game after a false start of one really massive player: 'Look, this dude is in hurry, so he finishes the game before they close McDonalds.' And I realized that there is so many things I could write about, so many things to be rude and annoying about :) Double annoying by the fact that I disabled anonymous comments, so if somebody wants to 'send me back to the kitchen' or call me a 'stupid chick' will have to leave at least a little trace of Net identity.

Meanwhile I was watching sports rather casually, to my shame I even watched 3 hockey games - Leafs won 2 of them - and I used to swear I'd never watch a hockey game. It made my hubby so happy and I had to do something before mentioning that on top of March Madness ans NBA playoffs there will be more than few Sundays with football, another sport he's not a great fan of. I didn't watch any Euro basketball. I read news, hunting for another Q-Rich trade, but he seems to be in Miami for good. True Blood season ended, LeBron decided to become a movie start (wonder if he's gonna let other ballers dunk on him?), Marcus Banks and Patrick O'Bryant are still here... And the first preseason game is in about 2 weeks.