Random Thoughts

There's a nine o'clock in the morning too?

 

That's the rumor. I know there's a 4 a.m. (when I usually go to bed) and I know there's an 8 a.m. (when I had to wake up today). I don't remember much between 8 a.m. and 3 p.m. (when I woke up from my two-hour nap).

 

That's kind of like the woman who, on our second date, mind you, said "I think you'll be good for me. Ever since I got out of rehab, my parents have been telling me to find a man with his shit together."

Closest I ever came to jumping out of a moving vehicle.

 

I can't remember the last time I wasn't awake to see 9 a.m.

I got up at 4 a.m. last week to catch a flight. I expected it to be akin to death. Really wasn't that bad.

 

I was probably going to bed.

The other day (I think Sunday?) I woke up at 3:15 or 3:30 to be at work at 4.

 

3:15 or 3:30 ... p.m.?

 

3:30 p.m. Who goes to work at 4 a.m.?

 

My cat has cat acne on her chin. I now have to brush her chin with a toothbrush once a week.

Who knew cats had oily skin?

 

Get her some Proactiv.

 

My cat is Lindsey Lohan

 

Or Kelly Clarkson (less scary)

 

Or Vanessa Williams (even less scary)