*Real post tomorrow, I pinky swear.

14.
Fourteen.
Such a lovely number.
You might ask why it’s such a lovely number.
Besides the fact that it just sounds pretty, 14 is the number of hours I slept between last night and my nap today.
Mini-vacays are a glorious thing, people.

The little monster told me that he doesn’t love me.
That hurt.
In other news, I’m headed out of town. Don’t try to contact me!

Dear EB:You are not getting any more money from me. Take us to court, I don’t care. I’m so tapped out it’s ridiculous. Ya know, you could put the little monster in a daycare that is actually covered by EOC, instead of the most expensive, prestigious one in town. But, I know that’s drama free, [...]

*If you haven’t already, take a look at the new design. I stole a lot of photos worked hard on it.
*I honestly think that the IRS is trying to make me go crazy. Certifiably crazy. Jeff got a letter from them yesterday, and it was a tax assessment, that was clearly mailed out before they [...]

Hi, band wagon? I’d like to jump on! We’ll just pretend this isn’t because I was up until 2:30am working on a paper last night and don’t want to write, ok? Ok.

It’s odd, really. I tend to associate with people (read: date) that like to randomly pop back into my life when I’m least suspecting it. Remember this guy (side note: I’m totally going to finish that story…some day)?
Uh, he sent me a message on MySpace. Several, actually. This is the first one:
Date: Apr 18, 2008 [...]

I was trying to organize all the pictures on my computer recently, and came across some goooood ones. Not one to be selfish, I thought I’d share some of them with you. Because my humility is your entertainment, people.

Please forgive the quality of some of these – these were taken about a hundred years [...]

I love the kid, but if I have to hear about “mommy and my brother” and “mommy’s house” much more, I’m going to have to stab myself in the eye… with something dull. Because that’s the only way that I will be able to gain any sort of sanity.
And I have to say, I’m probably [...]

The other night, Jeff and I watched the movie “No Reservations” at his parents house. Driving home, we were talking about how cute the movie was.
Amy: It kind of irritates me how Catherine Zeta-Jones tries to cover up heraccent in movies. She says words funny, like San FRAAAANcisco.
Jeff: Yeah.
Amy: It’s a good thing she’s beautiful.
Jeff: [...]