nixon

Ahhh, Friday the thirteenth. Luckiest of days for the freaks of the world. I think I'll go buy me some powerball tickets.
Actually, so far it's being quite unlucky. This morning I got up and stumbled into thekitchen in bleary morning ritual which requires my half-awake self to lift Cuisinart from higest shelf to blend my breakfast shake because I can't stand the gritty feeling if I do it by hand. Anyhow since it's summer now I thought I'd throw some ice in with it. The ice upset the Cuisinart and I ended up covering myself and the entire kitchen in chocolate shake. The dogs were delighted. I had to change clothes, clean the walls, windows, and counter, and mop. All before noon.