I can’t sleep. Been up since 2:30 this morning and I don’t really know why. Fever’s back, but I don’t really feel bad. Who knows? Any hoo…
I’ve been working on a cover story about Hustle on AMC. I forget how much I really like that show. The gang is coming stateside this season and it’s way fun.
I totally goofed on the my cousin’s trip to Antarctica. (Besides not being able ot spell Antarctica) He’s going there to examine ice core samples with his earth science professor at Rice Univ, though there may be some penguin sightings along the way. While I’m fairly certain ice core samples aren’t as cute as penguins, we all saw “The Day After Tomorrow” so we know how important those ice samples can be.
I forgot to announce the winner of the autographed book this month… It goes to Jennifehr. Make sure you email me at firstname.lastname@example.org and I’ll send out the book.
And Library Lynn… I finally have your “Prom Dates From Hell” book autographed. You’ll be receiving it soon.
Oh, and because I’m helpful… I read in “In Style” that toe cleavage is very important for this springs’ flats. The more toe cleavage the better. I wouldn’t want you guys to run around without the proper amount of toe cleavage. I think I’ll circumvent the problem by just wearing sandals with tons of toe cleavage. (Whoohoo, I did it. I worked toe cleavage in four times… make that five.) Man, I really need some sleep.