Good morning... I went to bed at 12:34 last night... I was asleep at 12:35... it was fabulouos. I woke up BEFORE the alarm... (actually, for some strange reason, I normally wake up about 2 minutes before the alarm goes off...) but I GOT UP before the alarm and had an easy beans morning. :D I even asked Z to go back to bed while I took care of Geo's lunch packing and got him off to the bus. I intend to mark today with a great deal of "moving easy"... kind of a natural source valium induced daze of refusing to stress. Try it ... I'm banking on it being a good idea.
Oh... and dig this;
Lady arrives at a canadian airport... has no documentation... applies for refugee status. Her complaint... "I'm overweight and I will be persecuted for this in my home country." And Canada says? "Welcome to Canada... we'll sched a refugee status committee meeting to review your claim in two years...you can't work so we'll set you up with social assistance and health card and let us know if your rent controlled landlord gives you a hard time... see ya..." geezus fucking christ... (looks at fed tax deduction on pay stubb... )
~ blue ftls
~ blue jeans... [ :: and yeah... it's a nasty little habit now... :: ]
~ jet black t-shirt ("jet black" hahahaha... I kill me...) and a fake silk shirt... which I rather like... I think it's some kind of chemical turned into fabric... whadeva...
~ serious shit kicken shoes... I like heavy feet on fridays... clomp clomp clomp... I'm little and it's a treat to make things shake when I walk around... :)
~ work work work... got too much to do for a friday... what else is new...
~ tonight? frig.. I dunno... detante of some sort I hope.
~ the very best of luck for a little bowl of sugar... chrissmari (and, btw, that was "the bery vest of luck" right up until the proof reading stage... yeah, I "proof"... what? shut up!
~ the icon theft police are all women... 'cause I wanna see breekola's clit collection get bigger... :)
So JC and JR died last night... The Man in Black... the boy names Sue... Johhn Cash... (good thing his wife straightened his drug addled drunk self out enough to make that serously ceribral "Ring of Fire" song...) and John Ritter... pawleese... ok 54 is pretty young for anyone to die... so bummer... but we're talking about John Ritter here! and he's dead... dude... He'll prol'y be headlining several off broadway shows next year and there's a good chance his performances will have improved thanks to his recent changes of venue. Yeah... I'm a huge fan... can ya tell. :D
Ok ... nuf. Time to get all busy like... :)