Watching Bob Saget & Craig Ferguson banter. It's like a flashback of me & my pals the morning after a night of enjoying illegal substances.

Post-traumatic Embitterment Disorder? Lol, maybe that's what I have.

Today's episode of Ed's Up: Ed rides with the Repo Men! *sigh* Makes me miss my stupid ex-boyfriend. The idiot.

Tried to type the word "washing", but it came out "wang". 3 whole letters missing. The subconscious is a determined little bugger, ain't it?

Molten Hamburger Helper cheese NEVER COOLS DOWN. EVER. Ow. Burnt tongue.

I put my postal code into a store locator thingy & it kept telling me it wasn't valid. Lol, my house is Unplottable.

Exciting stuff today, people. BRA FITTING!

Just watched some lunatic go through a red light right outside my house. Ah, the joys of living next to an intersection.

Seriously, how do you tell someone to STFU and still seem like a nice person? If you figure it out, lemmie know, k?

Ever get the feeling your word processing program is rearranging your words when you're not looking? *gives OpenOffice Writer the skunk-eye*