I guess what I'm trying to say is that I am not getting anywhere the way that I've been operating for the last two days. Panic (ok danu, you got me there) and worrying do not help the situation. My fear of the unknown isn't helping the situation and my vigilanty Nazi-esque control neurosis is not helping. I need to "chill" as the kids say.
Too bad it's so hot, makes chilling quite a hard thing to do. Right now I'm sweatier than Craig Ferguson when the A/C is out in the studio. Ah, there's a picture for you.
My Humorscope for the day
Good time to get involved in the Fiber Arts. Why not see what you can do with Metamucil?
*giggle* like I ever had a problem with uh....not shitting...lol
My scottish translation of the day: Ye bastards! ye can tak' these jobs an' shove um up yer cork!
btw, Craig is ever so sex-ay when he says "Bush".
It's amazing how many things you can get DUI's for
The sad part is that I knew a man that got DUI's for almost everything: driving a car, riding a motorcycle, riding a bike, riding a scooter. But he never got arrested for a shopping cart. I'm sure though that he could have figured out a way to motorize it or pedal it in some way, he would have tried that too.
Lies! Lies, I tell you!
So tell me why my black car sometimes looks like pepper? Huh? Huh?