miscellaneous ramblings

Work's boring.

If I had seventeen million dollars right now, I'd go home and take a nap.

I., the Cake-Inhaling Romanian Doctor, broke her toe running for the phone.

I am frequently plagued by a deep-running desire to have my Buick NOW. That's the second thing I'd do if I had seventeem million dollars. No, the third. I'd call my parents second. First, the nap.

I'm reading a book entitled What Should I Do with My Life?