i was supposed to write a story, and land the plane safely. i was supposed to make lasagna. i was supposed to do all sorts of things including take a nap.
what i did do:
fool around with iwilldare.com, until blood spurted from my forehead and i gave up in a rage, only to have super hess spend 7 minutes looking at it and solve the problem.
talked to the TTHM about published short story-writing poets who moonlight as cashiers at the rainbow in prior lake, butt packs, turtles, his stunning handsomeness according to target cashiers, my stunning unhandsomeness due to not brushing my hair, and this american life.
ate entirely more whoppers eggs than any one human should ingest in a day. if i ever see a malted milk ball again it will be too soon.
was asked if i had ADD, in all seriousness by a rather intelligent man i know.
and now i’m gonna go read breakfast at tiffany’s until i fall right to sleep.
um, it was more like 29 minutes. 😉
oh you are too modest. your 29 minutes was 7 minutes to me. it took me 148 minutes to get it as screwed up as i did.
hey! i want a super hess and some whopper eggs!
Well, I think you are both super-goddesses!
I like the new look, and I like that you’re forging ahead into unknown territories. Remember that your friends will always be there to help you when you get stuck on things, any things, and you’re never, ever alone.