The toaster is like a slot machine where you always win. I love it.

The hammock has been reading tested. I got up this morning and had myself a nice short read to start off the morning, it was nice. Oranges were falling and it seemed to get colder as the morning progressed on, but it was nice. I love my hammock. I love it lots.

In addition to playing softball last night(and kicking some serious ass might I add), we played a rousing game of destroy the grapefruit. It was fun. Brian is much better at this game than I am.

This morning commences the first of the next seven shifts that I work, in the next seven shifts that are available. It should be awesome. And by awesome, I mean awesome knowing that this weekend will be full of eyeballs, football, beer and the absence of work.

"Eyeballs" is my favorite word. What is yours?

Guess who just submitted her resume to apply for her first "job" job? If you guessed that it was me, you're right! I submitted my resume and a writing sample for an sports reporting position available at the highly esteemed publication, the Ahwatukee Foothills News. It's a start, and a start that I wouldn't have to move across the country to see if I liked or not. :)

Being mermaids!

Chocolate cherry + bright auburn brown = bye bye blonde!!

I love plums, and softball. Also, I am sad without my puppy, but she is not sad. And that is good for her. Even more also, I hate ASU and am terrible at eating sunflower seeds without eating the shells. That is all.

Your task for the day:

Go to www.google.com. Type in the word "failure", without the quotation marks. Click "I'm Feeling Lucky". Laugh.

My head hurts. The sickness has been put on me and I don't like it. I'm happy to hear that Noel is out, she is cool.

I don't have my phone, if you have been trying to intialize communication with me. Just so you know. If you have, and I don't call you back today, I hate you.

The War on Christmas

may be over. I don't know if we democrats won or lost this fake war, it might not even be over. But if it isn't, we should ease up on Christmas, we've got to save our energies for The War on May Day and The War on Flag Day, Groundhog Day, Grapndparents Day, etc. But the big one, the war that I'm not even sure if I'm courageous enough to fight, is The War on Administrative Professionals Day. I mean, we're out to kill the spirit of the country, but mess with Administrative Professionals' Day? I think that that's just going too far.