Friday, March 27, 2009

Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog!

Oh man. There are so many things I want/need to write about. And I just don't have anymore energies. So tired. And some of it, I need to wait until I'm not teaching dance protect the alleged lovelies... but it's JUICY.

So I wanted to tell you how I thought I crashed when we landed flying home from Riverside, because I fell asleep (laying down) and the stewardess didn't wake me up. And I wanted to tell you all about my trip to Riverside and the kids and their second place finish in the State Mock Trial competition. And I wanted to tell you about how I haven't seen the monkeys in basically two weeks. And I wanted to tell you how missing my TV shows by having a life just proves to me how I watch entirely too much TV on regular week without even thinking about it.

And did you know I'm going to Disneyland next week? And I sent a very angry email to someone who outranks me this week? And how somebody let me down yesterday? And how I yelled at somebody else today?

Well, all that. But not tonight. I miss you, blog. But tonight I am going to go disinfect my skinned elbow--I can tell you about that. I was leading warmup class tonight at the show and I ripped off a scab on my arm. The scab was from rugburn, which I earned by rolling down the aisle of the theater, legit hotdog-style, the other night at tech rehearsal--on a dare from my girls. I amuse myself. That's just how I roll. Get it? Wordplay. That was solid. Anyhoot, (I hate how much I use anyway, so, and however on this blog. Puke.) I am going to disinfect, I am going to catch up on ANTM, Fatties, and whatever Law and Orders have been on in the last two weeks.

Who am I kidding? Not you, huh? Not you, anonymous readers + Jeannette and Pat. You know the truth and you know I'm going to pass out before the first "gu-gung" of Law and Order and the corny one-liner from the cop.

Man, I miss Lenny.

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