judypatricia

As if I haven't degenerated enough, I've a new show I'm beginning to find myself watching more and more: Laguna Beach. I know, I know, my head is hanged in shame already, so you don't even have to tell me.

Having become quite the introvert lately, I'm low on things to talk about. I've been blue.

The next couple of days are, as far as I'm concerned, filler, for I'll be in Toronto again for another week, this time as luckyP Tag Along. As I know it, Friday will be full of kissing...to say the least.

I think the only food you can successfully eat immediately after brushing your teeth without the minty taste hampering your fun, is cucumber. Though by not peeling the skin off it prior, you look funny coughing to death on the bits that stick to the roof of your mouth and far back. I guess that's the catch.

Coltrane. Lots and lots of Coltrane.

Someone who lives on that side of the country, please go here, for me...and maybe send me something from the gift shop.
It's only begging if you can see the look on my face and/or I say, "I beg of you...."

That's...about it.