Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraquel,

Bahahahahahaha the Weakest Link. What a riot. It is like the epitome of a cultural phenomenon. Well, I would say that Who Wants to Be a Millionaire tops that list, but it's of a different category. The Weakest Link was here and then gone in a flash, like when Superman saves the day and then flies away. Who Wants to be a Millionaire was here and then just kind of lurked around in the shadows, wishing it was what it once was, like JC Chasez.

I was thinking about when I think would be the most humorous time for Austin to get his papercut. Rachael and I came up with a good one, but I forget what it was. I think the most ironic timing would be accepting his Guinness World Record certificate for longest life without a papercut. But since that's both improbable and hard to prove, I'm going to go with opening a bandage for someone else to put on their papercut. Even more, opening a bandage for his future son to put on his first papercut. Awwwwwww.

Please note that in the former paragraph, I used "bandage" instead of "bandaid," as the latter refers strictly to the trademark brand and not to the actual product. I try to be as accurate as possible. Plus I don't want to get trapped into paying royalties for something. Like when they sing the happy birthday song on TV. OR THE HEIMLICH MANEUVER???? Did you hear about that??! You can't call it the Heimlich Maneuver anymore. The family demands your money if you do. HEIMLICH FAMILY, this is only for teaching purposes!!!! I will not pay you. Ever. Money leeches.

I am a reading maniac. All I do is read, read, read. I have re-discovered the simple joy of reading. The pleasures it brings were completely lost to me during college, but they're back baby, and I'm loving it. I've gone through four books in the past week or so, and right now I'm reading three at once. Good times. GOOD times. The times are good. Good are the times.

In a last-ditch effort to make myself eat breakfast, I bought Toaster Strudels today. We all know I cannot deny this unhealthy frozen fruit-filled pastry which I KNOW is a gift from God. I figure a slightly unhealthy breakfast is better than no breakfast at all, yes? Your answer to that question doesn't really matter.

I'm excited to dance the night away with you. I feel the need to purchase a sparkly top.

I just recalled the time last year when I discovered that super adorable tiny bird that I loved so much was a leaf.

My co-worker, in a sleepy stupor, started calling Meals on Wheels, Males on Whales. She started a blog about it. Each post has a photo of a male on a whale, and the story behind said male's experience that brought him to a whale. It's malesonwhales.wordpress.com. Keep in mind that she was an english major (at miami hollaaaa) and that she has a very unique sense of humor.

Enhorabuena,

Yo.