Foul #1

I just messaged Rachel on Facebook about my first thoughts this morning: yearbook. Yuck.

We gotta submit some damn pages before the new year, but we are waiting on a couple. I think I want to get Jared (my security blanket) and Rachel together after Christmas and actually submit the ones we have done. ARGhhhhhhhh. Why do I obsess about this shit?

In other news, I have over 88 clicks to my www.cafepress.com/MsCalvin website from google ads, and 66 of those are from people googling the word "sex". Isn't that a gas?

Have I mentioned before how well coffee, the Internet, the Sunday paper and Elvis gospel go together? Got nothing to do today except get Walker around 6 ish. That's a good day.

Mkay. Time to learn how to refuckinglax, I guess.