wednesday (because i hate the word humpday...)

i am sooooo beat today no matter how many gummivites i eat.

i have been looking, fruitlessly i might add, for a freaking monchichi monkey for weeks now. now i notice her name has two h's in it. arghhh, damn you monchichi monkey..... and the english spelling is even more confusing, it can be chicaboo, chickaboo or chic a boo. it's official, i will NEVER find her :( true, the nice man at south coast plaza is helping me find one, i know, but i need her TODAY really.... and he doesn't seem to understand my desperate plight

i am quite sure i am going to fall asleep on the 405 this morning. please don't let there be traffic.... i am far too tired and heavy hearted for traffic

i have blisters all over my hands and wicked carpal tunnel syndrome... all from constructing the three storey rat townhome, it's very hard work on delicate ladyhands :| the tiredness/heavy heart/sore hands - doesn't this all mean i should be tucked up in bed watching 'flipping out' and 'dragon's den' with a diet coke and a big pack of cow tails? i think so

i already destroyed my dieting efforts for the day by dunking two mcvities digestive biscuits in my coffee for breakfast.... so i might as well go all out and visit the indian buffet for lunch :| sigh.... it's going to be a good day (repeat a million times)