Off to Cali...

Josh + Jo = 4 eva!

As much as I hate it, I had to do it. Kisses, and see you kids soon!

Gotta love good hair days.

WTF?

University of Germtopia is on spring break and my respiratory system is Daytona Beach.

Back from Vegas in one piece. Although I may now have lung cancer. Wow, it's smoky there. And if you are a young girl planning on going with other young girls, you might want to avoid March Madness weekend. It's like a shark's feeding tank walking through the sports book areas of the casinos. But it was fun fun fun. Pictures to follow.

I may have one-upped you on this one G. I may have quit a job over an aversion to hangers. Haven't decided yet.

I like the dentist. That may be weird, but I do. I like going there. Good times.

Vegas or bust. I'll see you all when I get back.

So I woke up with a sore throat this morning. You might be wondering why this is significant. Well for the past two weeks, up until the last about two days, I have had "the death". "The death" seemed to be easing up, just for it's second cousin, "the really annoying follow up cold that wont be as bad, but you'll probably be just as miserable," to swoop in. But I don't work a double today! Woohoo! And I was supposed to get up at 5:30 a.m., but I didn't wake up, and got to sleep in! Double Woohoo!

If anyone wants to defy "the death's" second cousin and go to the baseball game tonight, holla' at yo' girl. Or call me, because I don't particularly take to people hollaring at me.

My sandwich this morning was wonderful. I actually ate it a few minutes ago, at 1:45ish, so it wasn't really this morning, but it feels like it, so therefore it is. Four commas in that sentence, impressive. But a Boca burger on Beyond Bread? I mean, all the alliteration, you can't go wrong!

I don't really know where I'm going with all of this, but have a lovely soy filled Monday!