So I am rudely awaken by the sound of my alarm this morning-jump up, hit snooze, lay back down, get comfy, and wait for the head to start pounding....still waiting...and....nothing.  Holy hell on fire!!!!!  This is the first time in two weeks I have woken up and not wanted to stab myself in the eyeball!  Yeah!!!!

Funny though that when I want to make certain facial expressions, I find it impossible.  My forehead has been frozen in time.  At the ripe old age of twenty-six.  Good luck finding a wrinkle now you bastards!!!  Not you, of course, just the random bastard that would walk up to me in the street and ask to count my wrinkles...moving on.

Last night Ginger (the Bloodhound) and I played Nancy Drew.  There were cops screaming around my neighborhood around 9:30-so we took a walk-and spotted the catch 'o the day-three teens who were throwing rocks through people's windows.  Bunch of asses.  Then some Creepo was outside and asked if my dog was a bloodhound, ya think?  I say yes, he asks how old, I tell and then he goes to pet her----the poor 100lb. dog freaks out and runs in the opposite direction so fast that she literally pulls me into the street!  Yeah, I thought there was something "off" about that guy too.