I hate March.

Ever hear a dude try to pronounce Clinique? Like, not a metro dude. A real, straight up American guy. Try it sometime. Its fucking hiliarious.

Also, ever notice that if you watch the news, you are inevitably going to become a Debbie Downer? Yea, it just happens... You cant eat good old American white bread anymore. Dog and cat food contains rat poison. Multi-vitamins are loaded with lead. People die. People lie. You cant trust the government. You cant trust your nextdoor neighbor.

Is it really any wonder that I get lost in the land of Perez Hilton?

Also, I bought my tickets to Alaska this morning. In a cold sweat. See? It was a LOT of money. I say tickets PLURAL because I am buying not only my expensive ass ticket - but M's too. For his 30th birthday gift. Plus, its not til the end of June and I could feasibly die or have something go terribly wrong by then. This is why I dont plan things and half the things I do concede and plan - FAIL. I hate committing. Then there is the fact that the tickets are NON-REFUNDABLE. Scary stuff. I'm still in a sweat over it. But when I think about Alaska with two of my greatest travel companions in one place? Yea, it makes it seem all worthwhile. Fucking ALASKA! in June!

I think I will keep the blog afterall. I find that sometimes I have really random things to share. See above. And besides, Katie, how else will you know what's going on with me? PS - Did you raise a ton of money last weekend? Sorry I didnt make it. Evidence that supports the above - I didnt commit either way on your invite reply thing. But I did end up owning the couch all weekend.

I still feel sick even though I'm on antibiotics. See? That just goes to prove that I didnt need them really... I prob just had a cold and not sinusitis - as I was diagnosed. So here I am taking unnecessary amounts of antibiotics which will inevitably cause me to have a greater resistance to such treatments and cancer in the future. (I saw that on the news.)