What did I do this weekend? Gave blood, went to the movies, saw some friends, sat on my ass. I think that's about it.
I seriously don't know what's wrong with me, but I could totally fall asleep right here on my desk. I didn't sleep a ton last night, but it should have been plenty, I would have thought. Maybe I have sleeping sickness. Or narcolepsy
Is this the one that was destroyed?
One of them, yeah. Along with The Last Thing I Said To You Is Don't Leave Me Here (The Hut), among others.
How terribly naked a life.
Also, my finger lesion (????) hurts.
I just got stumped by a simple question.
I gave the caller our complete address, and she replied with, "And where is that?" I have no answer.
You could say, "On Earth,"' you know if that city, state, zipcode stuff isn't enough information.
Was she looking for a neighborhood or a cross street or something?
Oh, darling, you're not old enough to wear a bra.
You've got nothing to hold it up!
Too young to take over
Too old to ignore
Gee, I'm almost ready!
But what for?
No idea, as people who are looking for cross streets or neighborhoods usually say "What's the cross street?" or "what are you near?"
Dana, you're not helping!!
Maybe I can start humming "American Pie," instead...
I hope I am not horribly underdressed for Charlie Trotter's this evening. I
think
my outfit was more expensive than dinner will be. If I include my purse.
Will you look at that? Tracey Ermin is in the same art movement as that Hirst guy with the diamonds in the skull.