I got up at 8, showered, fed Jimmy, and took B. to his photography lighting course. Then I went to the grocery store and bought $220 worth of food (for us and the cat).
Yesterday we thought something was wrong with Jim-jam's paw but I just checked it out again and he seems fine. I have bite marks all over my arms now. Bad kitty.
Oh and I just had Breakfast. PBJ toast and a glass of water. Now I'm gonna lie down and finish my book (or, more likely, fall asleep...)
Things I still need to do this morning:
- Brush my teeth
- Fold laundry
- Dishes
- Take out garbage & recycling
I went to bed a little earlier than usual last night - but woke up every few hours. blech.
I had breakfast. A peanut butter and banana sandwich. Next I guess is a shower.
So much for Lance Armstrong and Sheryl Crow: [link]
Ditto Heather Locklear and Richie Sambora: [link]
Everyone else has much more interesting plans.
I'm sitting in class listening to a debate about Luther and Erasmus.
Buh.
I imagine breaking up is hard to do (I heard that somewhere) but having to give press releases about every breakup and hookup would drive me insane.
Which is why I'd never get famous--and if I should find a sugar daddy with a high profile, he can deal with the press.
having to give press releases about every breakup and hookup would drive me insane.
They don't
have
to. They're cultivating publicity. What bad thing would happen if they didn't?