I Should Be Sleeping...

As I am leaving at the hairy butt crack of dawn (attractive, I know, and yes, I do kiss my mommy with this mouth) to go camping in the AM (hence the tent in the living room a few days ago, you know, practice).

My X used to say that the best tent was one you could set up in the dark WAY AFTER you'd gotten yourself too messed up to think straight. This is not a difficult thing for this tea-totaler to accomplish. However A) I grew up, B) I'm a stickler for setting up camp before dark, and C) am a big ol' anal retentive child and would never leave my sleeping arrangements to last-minute-in-the dark, damn where are the tent-stakes- and what the hell did I just step-in-chance.

Right, where was I?

That's right. Being distracted.

You too. Go here, watch the three acts, you'll love it! It's only supposed to be up for a limited time, Sunday maybe?



I need some chamomile tea or something.