Tidbits of my Sunday:

XU lost. Phoo.

I'm hot as hell. Sexy also, yes Kris, but it's midnight and still probably in the 70s. Heat rises, and I'm in the penthouse.

Add one to the seven I was rambling about before, subtract one I already crossed off, and uncross all the others. Stubborn is in every one of their dictionaries.

Damn them.

Parents and girls are coming down tommorow. Party at the Dubliner around dinner time! (Let's see if all of the co-worker/numbers on my list will show. Ha. Not good.)

I need to stop talking about all of you since I'm sure you all read this. Hi. Say hello to my friends here. ---->

Kris, you and I. We need to run away together.


This is boring, and if I think so, why are you still reading it?