The Legion, otherwise known as Keeping the voices at bay....

13:26

The day started out like any other. I was woken very early by Junior and promised coffee in exchange for making breakfast. After dragging my sorry ass out of bed I blindly went to the kitchen and proceeded to cook french toast for us.

Two burns and much cholesterol later, I was wide awake.

Then I began the arduous task of checking my email. Ugh. Far too much spam lately. Why on earth do email providers allow these kinds of things? You'd think they'd have some way of keeping track of how much mail a single address sends out. I wouldn't mind the spam so much if it was at least for things I needed. But really, what am I going to do with a procedure to increase penis size? Hello, I don't have one. At least send me something useful, like a method to get men to stop talking to my chest. Or a way to get your house mates to actually clean up after themselves.

I then went on to start getting ready to go to the hospital with Lisa. Man, the things I do for my friends. I really wish at least one of the spam mails I get on a daily basis would tell me how to say no to my friends. Hehe. So it's not all that bad. I don't mind going with her really. After all, if I didn't I'd just worry about her the entire time.

She's picking me up in an hour. And she's picking me up in her new intrepid. It's very nice. Even if it is gold. Sorry, but I have this thing about gold cars. I don't like them much, I think they're ostentatious.

But it is a nice car. It has a sun roof and cd player. So it's all good. Besides it's a car. She really needed one with all the trips she makes to and from doctor's appointments and what not.

I must remember to call Crystal today and apologize for not making it to her shower. She's most upset at me. Shauna did her part and yelled profusely at me today. I had to promise to call Crystal today so she knows I'm still alive. I guess I wasn't the only one who didn't go. Jill didn't either, she was hung over. What a terrible excuse. I must remember to pick on her for it.

Well, I'd better go finish getting ready for Lisa. Knowing her she'll be late and in a rush. That woman is terrible at being on time for things.

drinking: coffee
listening to: traffic
random thought: i can't believe there's snow on the ground