so nothing happened today that would be of any interest to my dear readers. with that in mind, i’m going to tell you everything that happened–on an hour-by-hour basis:

6am: wake up. curse at my alarm clock. ask myself, “why the dirty-fuck is it so GD cold in here?” (yes, i say G.D. b/c somethings are sacred, g.d.)

6:01am: hit snooze. this continues repeatedly for an hour.

7:01am: wake up and turn on Gooday LA on ch 11 here in Socal. listen to jillian talk about the weather and her pregnancy and her vagina–as it related to her aforementioned pregnancy.

7:03am: dream that jillian callls up and asks me to come to her malibu hills mansion to help her w/ her mac (i know! how did she get my number?!?!) apparently she is having some problems accessing onelonelysuccess.com in safari…no worries, baby. in my dream, i drive up to her house and “fix” her computer problem. bow-chicky-bow-wow….wow-wow-chickity-chickity-wooooow.
8:15am: i wake up cursing b/c i am supposed to be at lab in 15 mins.

8:35am: laugh w/ the butch lesbian at starbux. she tells me the same joke every other day. this either means that i am completely unimpressionable or that she only has one g.d. joke.

9am-6pm: cure fucking cancer

2pm: talk to raymi who wants my address so that she can send me some awesome raymi-schwag b/c i am her best internet friend ever.

2:01pm: tell raymi that i dont accept gifts from silly Canadians.

2:02pm: apologize b/c i love getting things in the mail–especially from canadians.

6pm: talk to my dad who got stuck in the snow while driving the Carter-Family-Tour-Bus. He’s heading to some fancy car auction to bid hundreds of thousands of dollars on old cars….baby boomers…i swear.

8:00pm: blogging to all of you. now dont you wish that on days like this i would just shut the hell up? i thought so.

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