mulhollanddrive

Last night's sleep (or lack thereof) was riddled with madness! Maybe, as someone suggested, it was all the dairy I consumed yesterday. Whatever the reason, I was tossin', turnin', flippin', floppin', talkin', sleepwalkin'...everything but peeing in the closet! Thank God, I didn't get that far. I'm sure it was somewhere on my list of nocturnal neurotic to-do's! Felt like bona-fide crapola when I "woke up" this morning. Work was work. Since it's the beginning of the month, it was all number crunching and emails. 68 emails waiting for me, to be exact! I was hoping to come home to a mailbox full of eBay treasures, but lo, they delivered them to the rental office. Now I have to wait until Saturday. Fuck me!
So, tonight has been pretty doggone low key. I'm digging that for the most part. They screwed up all the evening news programs on MSNBC/CNBC, but it was cool, because there's a show on that is hosted by the journalistic love of my life Maria Bartiromo! Have you seen her? She's like a brilliant sex goddess meets a muppet! Smart, sexy and goofy all rolled into one lusty snack cake.
Wake the kids, phone the neighbors, cuz ol' Mulholland actually got himself a day off!!! Yep, I have the Monday after V-day weekend off. No, I'm not planning a huge President's Day gala extravaganza. What I AM planning on is going to the damn rollerderby and then to go see The Winks! I believe some of the other SGTX folks are staying in town. (Am I right? Back me up here!) It will be fun. Hmmm...every time I say that, something bad happens.
Okay, now I'm on bended knee praying to the good Lord to speed this week along. I'd ask for a refund on this past weekend, but I was too stupid to ask for a receipt. Great! Another fuckin' credit slip. Those bad weekend credit slips are piling up in the old underwear drawer. Maybe God would let me use them towards the price of a George Foreman grill. Gotta read the fine print.
I've taken up enough of your time. Tell me what I need to hear, cuz I really need to hear it!
xoxo oxox