And-a Apricot-a Too

Rosemary Clooney singing Come On To My House is maybe the best thing ever. EVER. It's funhousey and ethnic and cool.

Also pretty great? The Office and Ugly Betty tonight. My favourite moment from the latter was when Amanda, the mean blonde girl, dialled the phone in preparation for evildoing and then smirked, "it's totally ringing," while waiting because, like, it totally was ringing. It was a throwaway line but the delivery really made it.

Today was good, actually. I haven't seen my roommate once all day. Hurrah! I kid, that wasn't the reason it was good. Oddly, she's been much more cheerful and pleasant since someone got back from a weekend away. But they're out tonight, which is OK because sometimes one just needs a little space in which to dance madly to Rosemary Clooney songs -- I haven't felt much like hanging out with anyone lately, it seems to be time for repelling classmates in a sort of Teflon fashion by being sullen and irrational. Whatever, I am just a mean person who hates six billion people for no palpable reason (except you, Elementary School Nemesis Jason. I have many excellent reasons to hate you). Anyway, I think the reason today was good was because I went to the gym after work. We also had a fairly productive staff meeting. My running shoes have started giving me blisters. Boo. Kelly is getting me into good habits of actually doing weights when I go to the gym so that I don't collapse of osteoporosis by the time I retire. She is a very good influence, despite being a crazy person who works two jobs while taking a full course load. How does she do it? Come to think of it, how does Katherine get up at 4:30 a.m. to go to work? How does Jacob build his own zipline and not die while I, whilst holding the rope, manage to fall down a gully? Wonders never cease.

I'm going to the bank tomorrow morning. They will say, "you want to save how much money per month? Sure, you can go to Europe... by cargo freighter, in 2071!" Man, I hate those guys at the bank. Except I'm pretty sure it's actually a woman.

Augh! Late! Late! Sleep.