Monday, January 28, 2008

Good Morning!

I wish you could see my breakfast! Blueberries and oats. Tell me, when was the last time you had any unprocessed food? Something "straight from the fields"? Salad doesn't count because you probably eat it with salad dressing, which is, by the way, pretty darn bad.

So since February's rent recently sucked my bank account dry, (ok there was the shopping and groceries and other whatnots too), I'm going to work today. Got to make that extra bundle of cash...

Crap. I think I'm going to miss my bus. Bus drivers around here have no mercy, or any sense of routine for that matter. They come and go as they please. Sometimes there's no buses for 45 minutes, and sometimes they arrive in hordes. Almost all the time, they're terrible drivers. If I ever had a chance, I'd fire almost all of them. And force them to take public transport for the rest of their lives.

Friday, January 11, 2008


Track meet later today in Manhattan. Let me just count the number of hairs falling out from my head from stress already.