Waaaaayyyy tooooooooo earlyyyyyyyy.

That's what time I had to get up at this morning. 5-fricken-45. AM. That is bullshit. But it's all for a good cause, I suppose. Had I come into work at my regular time, things would have been much more complicated. So I guess I'm okay with it.

I'm still tired. Even after drinking a big coffee. Wah. This is likely because I am sick. Being sick is lame. BUT... despite the tiredness and illness, I am still going to go drinking after work with ma homies. Because you simply can't mess with tradition.

I saw this story on the CBC website this morning. I am kind of excited about it, because I looooove Robert Downey Jr. He's so messed up. I do not think that it is possible for a book about his life to suck. It's bound to be literary gold. Okay, so maybe that's pushing it ever so slightly... but it will definitely be interesting. Plus, he's totally hot. I hope there will be a collection of photos in the middle of the book. They always have that shit in memoirs.





















In French he would be called "la renarde" and he would be hunted with only his cunning to protect him.

SCHA-WING!

Ummm... that's all I can think of at the moment. When can I go home? I'm ready to get outta here. I love weekends.