This entry is really being written very every early on Sunday, but all you nitpickers can suck my butt.

And anyone who didn't care....I love you.

I start the little green "The Pill" tomorrow. Actually later tonight. They are inactive and contain no real stuff. They only put them in that packages so people like me don't forget to take the damned The Pill. I'm sorry that that sentence sucked so hard, but it's "The Pill", a single noun made of two words. But it's the most evil substance I have ever come across.

I'm naseuous, I'm horny...all the time, I broke out like a pizza (but it's FINALLY mostly cleared up and I found out that my dermatologist is a frickin' genius...the creams he gave me give me fantastic skin...). The only real plus to The Pill is that my skin has balanced out somewhat, rather than being dry and gross and flaking off. Yucky.

I'm currently enjoying the JenniShow. She's a unique, strange person. I admire the fact that she is talking about what jerks her ex-boyfriends were.

I wish I could do that. But I try to avoid discussing the past relationship I've had because they make me feel dumb, and look like and idiot too. I have bad taste in men.

Egads...look at that! The tape stopped and Cyndi Lauper is on...um...channel 99 here. What is this?

Besides ex-boyfriend avoidance, it's the WB. ;)

Someday I'll tell you all about how much my ex-boyfriends suck. Probably in a year and a half when I move to New Orleans to escape all the people I know and start a new, lonely life in New Orleans. Not that I have anything against my current friends...I really don't. I love them all. But I wanna go to New Orleans so I can escape the crutch that they are and learn to meet new people.

I'll probably be really miserable. I'll probably spend hundreds of dollars in phone calls maintaining my friendships with the crutch crowd.

I should capitalize that. It should be a proper noun. A title for all those people I've known since high school and always turn to when a)bored, b) lonely, c) depressed, d) freaked out, or e) all of the above.

WeeeHeee...LALLY HOO!!!!

I've won ten dollars in those scratch off games. I've played five times. I figure that means I've won five dollars. That means I can play and lose five more times. ;) They're stress relieving.

Watching Ranma 1/2 is making me so hungry. It's Faster Kasumi, Kill, Kill, Kill, and they get food delivered. Sushi. Good food. Very hungry. I got coupons for the Japanese restaurant up here. I'm gonna get sushi. Yummy.

Wow, I wander around a lot, don't I. Joy.

I should stop. This is silly.

Suggestions, Questions, Recriminations and Accusations?