i got a sudden need to complete the frog template upgrade and use it on someone and since no one else wanted frogs, i used it on me. sadly, it also meant that my lo-caf self was up way too late playing with the jumping frog roll-over effects that give me the giggles. today i discovered a work-around that makes my comments page look better and i did something different with my guestbook so it matches but will be easier to alter in the future.

basically, i traded this Thursday on for today off. i have been feeling weird lately. with all the tighter goals and new classes coming out to a slow as hell floor and the corrective actions for every little thing . . . i just don't want to go in anymore. i have to remind myself that the gym is there and i need to go to the gym. basically, i get enough sleep so that i can fall out of bed into some clothes and get to work before i wake up enough to realize that i want to the Bad Place. i was too tired to bother falling this morning.

in other news, i have some better pictures of the cats and i uploaded some good ones of Angel, too. i have made a few more templates so anyone who is a fan of orangey-reds with sexy redheads, gun toting women, dancing cartoon devils, insane asylums or super simple classy little things, let me know. they are crawling out my ears.

oops! i was supposed to post this last night but i fell asleep after reviewing The Pinup Files for a few hours in search of the perfect image. i don't know if i found it, but i know i had great dreams and that's what really matters, right?

by the way, anyone who hasn't seen Anger Management has homework - go buy it, rent it, borrow it and watch it! "Why?" you ask? because Eskimos are smug, that's why.

oh! just a quick question - am i the only person in the world who desperately wants to yell out, "CANDY?! You have CANDY in there?! did you bring enough for the whole bathroom?!" every time i hear someone unwrapping feminine products? and doG only knows the things i could easily pop out with when i hear someone talking on the phone in the bathroom. how gross is that? do you want to try to talk to someone who is taking a crap in a public restroom with toilets flushing to the left and right and listening to other people's peeing while your 'friend' is plop, plop, grunt, grunting on the phone with you? i'm not saying that using the bathroom is shameful or anything, but in a public one, you share that experience enough, why call someone and ask them to listen, too? sorry, i have to say, if you do this, you are a FREAK, but have a nice day, anyways, because you provide my mind with a million funny things i haven't yet said because they are not nice so it's a secret glee.

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confessed on Tuesday, Apr. 05, 2005