I have no idea how to go about writing a cover letter to the Daily Show.

I also keep telling publicity that I have a face for radio, but they're insisting on me sending more photos, anyway.

This is so stoopid.

All of my work today consists of filing and organizing. It's sucking out my soul. /first world problems

Allyson on the Daily Show would be the BEST EPISODE EVER!

Unless you can throw hard enough to reach orbit?

I'm lucky if I can get something in the trashcan across the room, alas.

I want to go on a cruise. I think I'd like a short one to see if I wanted to go on a longer one, but lounging around and getting feed and having massages sounds nice.

In not nice news Walter Reed is having more problems. The other day I read about several years worth of mail and packages that hadn't been delivered to the patients. The mail was controlled by a private firm.

Today, a guard (private company) at Walter Reed opened fire on another guard, firing as many as 10 shots. [link]

I will say that cruise ships are pretty big (depending) and have a lot of places to be and things to do separately, if your friends are the type that are OK with that.

Sure, but we'd share rooms, and bless their hearts, but sometimes there's a sort of pack mentality and they'll take the weakest one down.

They're not mean girls or anything, but I can see a week of each other quickly turning into a floating version of Heathers.

They're not mean girls or anything, but I can see a week of each other quickly turning into a floating version of Heathers.

I hear you. There are definitely friends who can handle splitting off, and friends who can't. We almost had a throw-down in Vegas when two people went off to the movies without telling everyone else. But that was mostly about one person looking for a reason to stop losing money at slots. When she ended up winning during that two-hour period, all was well again.

I also keep telling publicity that I have a face for radio, but they're insisting on me sending more photos, anyway.

Dude, you're super pretty!

I can see a week of each other quickly turning into a floating version of Heathers.

I might be willing to go on a cruise just to see that.

My dad and sister, both of who have taken multiple cruises on standard cruiselines, recommend Norweigan Cruise Lines and Princess, but Dad stresses to avoid Carnival completely.

Really, who wants to run the risk of being trapped in a limited space with Kathy Lee Gifford for a solid week?

I just wish Mississippi had slept in a little bit.

It reminds me of people who used to call my dorm room at 7am and want me to take a survey. Ha ha ha.

I also keep telling publicity that I have a face for radio, but they're insisting on me sending more photos, anyway.

Shut up, dude. I like your face.

Seriously? The Army hires private security guards? Huh.

So, if I were starting to think seriously about my second of three tattoos, where should I put it? (The first is in that area that is now being so charmingly and classily referred to as "ass antlers".)