Sunday, February 22, 2004
 

So I should probably update or something.

De do do do, de da da da . . .

A word of advice, since we're on that subject (that subject being me randomly sticking in Police lyrics, in case you're a sane person and hence not following my illogic-- which is a good thing not to be following, mind you), don't ever listen to that song first thing in the morning. It'll be with you all day.

Ahem.

Okay. So more news from my life. Eh. Um.

Okay, I'm gonna start making things up now.

So, I went with my extremely hunky paramour this weekend to look for a new car. Not that I have anything against my current one; I just thought I could use a spare. It didn't take me long to pick out my new convertible (in red, of course). My beau wasn't much help with the shopping, as he couldn't take his eyes off of me. I suppose I must have looked especially stunning today. being stunning can be so wearisome, no? So we tooled out in my new Jag, carefree as the wind, and rode happily-- and romantically-- into the sunset.

I enjoyed that. Thus, further installments await.

Real life: I sat around in yoga pants and a tank top, alternating between reading the history of certain legal acts and Joyce. When I got too burned out to function, I went to Target. There I procured more QBits and built them.

Excitement. Wow.

The end.

Elvisette philosophized at 10:54 AM