Chocolate, need chocolate.

Yes, I do realize that it's only ten in the morning. Whatsittoya?

Ikea not being as cheap as I had hoped, I surfed over to Ebay, a-looking for bookshelves. I think probably everyone I know would love to have these bookshelves outta Columbia University's libraries. Unfortunately, no one I know could make the minimum bid. Sigh. I shouldda been a woodworker; what was I thinking with the knitting?

Maybe I could make a big pile of yarn and we could put books on it and then layer on some more yarn. Yeah. That sounds about right.

Busty McBoobs sent me this article, which is a fun read even if I have no shame whatsoever about my big fat white-girl ass. In fact, I ate fried green tomatoes and potato chips last night. And had a Budweiser from a can. Ha!

Hey, has anyone else noticed how very beautiful the logos (though that seems too cheap a word) for Budweiser are? Very nice. If I ever get married, I am going to get the eagle embroidered in gold thread and gold beads all over the bodice of my dress. Or possibly across the ass. Like a footnote.

PS I am very glad to be out of Missouri. Thought my head might explode, my blood pressure got so high.

Hi! I'm alive, and I am in North Carolina. I arrived last night, between Bonnie and Charlie. Sounds like a gtood story, eh? In reality, it just involved a lot of rain.

West Virginia is an interesting place. No cell reception, and the little towns just aren't getting any bigger. (Neither are the windy little roads, as far as I can tell.) It's like jumping back 50 years.

And 50 IQ points. Sorry Elise!

Dude. Natalie Dee and I must have some kinda mind-meld going on. Buh-bye, CO.