I start work today.

I think I might die of sadness. I can't even begin to describe how much I don't want to go. Everytime I look at Ollie, I cry.

This sucks so bad.

Currently: Figuring out which bank I'm going to rob so I don't need to go back to work.

So I wake up last night and think I hear the theme show from My Super Sweet 16 (don't ask - maybe b/c SNL did a skit about it) playing from the TV in the living room. And I'm home alone, so it just can't be.

I laid there for a bit. Listened to the song, my curiosity (and a little fear) growing by the second. So I get out of bed and stumble into the living room. No TV on. But I'm dripping sweat, FREEZING cold and no longer have my Chiefs pajama pants on.

Weird.

So I chugged some OJ (straight from the container beotches), put my pants on (at the end of the bed on the floor) and hit the sack.

Currently Listening Blue Screen Life By Pinback see related

Ok, I've been asked for pics. I'm a tease, so I'm going to only give you a couple at a time. :)

Here are some from NYE at Medusa in SA. Left one is me and my lovely sisters.

You know the fools to the right. Except for the chick on the left. That's Ruben's lady friend.

And, in case you were wondering, I might breastfeed for the next 15 years to keep my new rack...

Holy crap, I had nearly forgotten how funny The Jerk was.

The part where Steve Martin is laying in bed and the whitest of all white music starts playing, and his toes start wiggling to the beat (if you can call it that) and he starts dancing around all whitey-like. 

And his all-black family have the most sympathetic, pitied looks on their faces.

Classic.

Currently Listening Green Fury By matt pond PA see related