I promise this isn’t going to turn into a blog about “The Real Housewives of Miami” unless that’s what you really want to read about (and you don’t particularly miss me crying over My Super Sad Job Hunt) BUT! You guys. Elsa Patton is now tweeting, and I would be remiss if I didn’t say as much here.
In other news: still unemployed, but still fabulous. At least, that’s what I told myself this morning when I got another rejection. While I reevaluate my skills and my goals, I gotta wonder: is it them (read: the interviewers), or is it really just me?
Don’t answer that.
Last night, I was watching Elsa Patton on “The Real Housewives of Miami”. Elsa wears fancy caftans, drinks a great deal of wine, and is, in her own words, a witch. Clearly, she is my favorite cast member.
Even so, I couldn’t help but tweet this:
“Elsa is serving some Walter Mercado realness at this dinner party.”
I mean, really.
Elsa Patton (image via starcasm.net)
Walter Mercado. Es un caracter, no? (image via bilerico.com)
I know Walter Mercado and his fabulous predictions have long been absent from my television, so it’s nice that Elsa and her readings, which are of the psychic and drag-queen nature (“emotionally immature!”), are bringing that back.