Firehose in the Seventh Circle, huh? *

I'm certain that at the moment I hold a little life in my hands, the life that I've just given birth to, I can say "yes, that's what it's for; it's all been worth it". Until then I'm going to wish someone would just bash me over the head and put me out of my misery every 28 or so days. Pain. PAIN.

That's all I have to say about that.

I like Tuesdays. I get to lay in until 3, contemplate whether or not I want to show up at Anatomy, and then mosey on down to Manhattan. Caught an interesting show on The History Channel about samurais and the Shogunates. Faxed out a copy of my resume to someone my grandma told me to (have no clue who this woman is). Am currently high on Extra Strength Tylenol and going to kill time in Best Buy until notetaking starts (at 7). Good times.


*The resident Asian fetishizer knows what I speak of.