Speaking of prostitution & nasties (although, I say legalize it, what the hell do I care) - I asked this question to Schmeon just yesterday: Do you think that Dr. Frankenstein created his monster a bride just to watch them go at it? I guess it didn't take (she was horrified by him), and I prefer to go by the Will & Grace ethic of Dr. Frankenstein being, most likely, gay. What weird porn - I wonder if the porn industry has ever ventured to make a movie of the romance between the monster & his bride. Great costumes. Easily hidden stains, too.
So I am at work, and this is the first time I've written an entry whilst I'm at work. I think. AND! I am chugalugging coffee like it's going out of style - and man, do I look like ass today. You see, I've changed my face products (never a good idea when it's 90 degrees outside), and now I have 2 cysts that are waiting to reproduce and take over the world. It might also be that I've never been on the phone this much before.
I hope my Nerds come today. I keep shining flashlights in Shaba's face, demanding to know - WHERE ARE MY NERDS. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY NERDS. Very McCarthy-istic. I think Shaba wants to move out now. But speaking of McCarthy - I saw an idiot on Good Morning America on Tuesday. Ann Coulter actually made the an "argument" that Hillary Clinton wasn't as thin as she was. Argh. Diane Sawyer responded with: "Did you just say what I think you did?" Damn Anne Coulter. Not even worth the precarious wooden nickel...
ME NEED MORE COFFEE! ME WANT MORE COFFEE! ME SPILL COFFEE DOWN SHIRT AND/OR PANTS! ME WISH TO CLEAN UP COFFEE WHILE DRINKING MORE COFFEE! ME NO WORK! ME LIKE TO LOOK AT CARS PASSING BY! EVERYTHING MORE EXCITING WITH COFFEE! ME GO NOW!