6:30 a.m.
Progress Report #11
Well, since 6 a.m., I have done the following:
-- Called Australia. (It's a long story, but I really hope I have the right number.)
-- Broken my pants. (Not as interesting as it sounds, really, I promise.)
-- Watched a video of myself lip-synching to Duran Duran's "Rio" (which I will post a link to if you pledge something -- and it's really that awfully not good enough to be awesome enough to deserve a pledge of a few bucks).
-- Listened to more Beck, and wondered what getting crazy with the Cheez Whiz actually entails, which is something that I've wondered, off and on, since 1994. Except one time I did get crazy with the Cheez Whiz, and again, it's not as interesting as it sounds, but it is, in a completely different way. Ah, processed cheesefood.
-- Did some clapping.
-- Reminded Caryn what Cafepress is for.
-- Watched the sun rise.
-- Considered the ways in which I am livin' la vida loca.
-- Giggled nonstop for about five minutes.
Well, since 6 a.m., I have done the following:
-- Called Australia. (It's a long story, but I really hope I have the right number.)
-- Broken my pants. (Not as interesting as it sounds, really, I promise.)
-- Watched a video of myself lip-synching to Duran Duran's "Rio" (which I will post a link to if you pledge something -- and it's really that awfully not good enough to be awesome enough to deserve a pledge of a few bucks).
-- Listened to more Beck, and wondered what getting crazy with the Cheez Whiz actually entails, which is something that I've wondered, off and on, since 1994. Except one time I did get crazy with the Cheez Whiz, and again, it's not as interesting as it sounds, but it is, in a completely different way. Ah, processed cheesefood.
-- Did some clapping.
-- Reminded Caryn what Cafepress is for.
-- Watched the sun rise.
-- Considered the ways in which I am livin' la vida loca.
-- Giggled nonstop for about five minutes.
