This update is for my faithful friend, Buttons. She told me if I didn't update soon, she and the five other readers would stage some kind of protest. If only I had something of substance to write about. Let's see...So this morning, or yesterday morning, really, I had to wake up at 5:45. Of course, that means I just didn't go to sleep. I took a couple of those Tylenol PM, but all they did was keep me in a state of half-sleep for three hours. You know, you start to doze off and then you jolt yourself awake. Yeah, for three hours. It was especially irksome because the previous night I had a dream that was so lovely I forced myself to go back to sleep to continue dreaming it.
Also, I'm reading this big long book about a 19th century London prostitute. It makes me so happy that I was born in the 20th century. Good old indoor plumbing, and lack of manky food. And television. Speaking of television, you know who's cute in a geeky sort of way? Adam Brody. You just want to take him home and listen to indie rock with him. After buying him a new wardrobe.
Lastly, why didn't the witch just kill Snow White straight off? Can't have been a very good bad witch if she left such a big loophole. Honestly. I'd think it'd be common sense