I don't have anything important to say today (as opposed to all those other days) so here are a few things going through my head right now:
(1) I got my Elvis tix today! Tomorrow I shop for markers and the iPod plan begins in earnest.
(2) Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes? Everyone I've mentioned this to has shuddered in horror at the sheer grotesqueness of it all. Tom's still pretty hot but Katie just looks so young that I'm pretty sure God won't let this romance continue much longer.
(3) I'm excited to get up early on Sunday and go cheer on my friend Jeff as he runs in the Flying Pig Marathon. I've chosen a viewing area near a Starbucks so hopefully I'll be able to stay awake. I've never actually seen a real live marathon before, though, so I'm sure I'll have a great time.
(4) I miss the old school fried apple pies that McDonald's used to have. Sure, they still have them in Europe but that seems like a long way to go just for something from McDonald's.
(5) May is looking awesome. I've got tons of things to do and a few vacation days. It's June I'm worried about.
(6) My cat's breath always smells like tuna but he never eats tuna. How can this be?
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Eileen... you have caused my headache to throb even more. Why... in this place of refuge must you mention that short little turd, the bane of my existence, the destroyer of all that is good and pure -- Tom Cruise?
Since my good friend Pollyanna always encourages me to find bright points in everything... I will point out the only good thing about this travesty... Tom Cruise is older and far shorter than I am... He is also less amusing...
Well, at least half of my prediction came true. I did predict that Katie Holmes would break up with American Pie Klein... but damn, she was supposed to date me now... maybe she just needs a transition...
Crap. Unrelated to nos. 1-6 but I totally forgot to tape your Survivor ep. Don't ask how I can forget such a thing in the space of two hours. If you really want to see it I think I can still procure it, though...
You are forgiven for forgetting to tape Survivor. Josh has told me that I am the last person left on the planet that still watches it anyway. CBS should just send me a copy.
Plus, you had a lot to think about tonight.
Your cat breath comment made me think of my favorite Ralphism -- "My cat's breath smells like cat food."
I had a Ralphism of my own one day when I told my boyfriend, "The inside of my head smells funny."
I think cats are just made that way, by the way.
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