stars, beach boys and white teeth

loving
that tomorrow is a coffee-n-cats-in-bed kind of morning :) just what the world needs to put it back on it's axis

listening
to Moby... he says we are all made of stars but some people are definitely less starry than others :| ps that song reminds me of an apathetic, anemic "Heroes" by David Bowie. but in a good way ;)

obsessing
over celebrity playlists - i can't possibly not open one even though i don't care about the person - i HAVE to know what their favorite song is :| lamest playlist ever: Brian Wilson - who likes all his own songs. hmmm. while i agree that they're likable (who doesn't love pet sounds?) that's just so narcissistic and rude. fun fact: i saw his daughter on Supernanny and she lived in a teeny tract house with like 4000 children :| so obviously he's not very generous either ;) also: not studly and handsome like singers just HAVE to be in my book of rules.

wishing
i had not said "oh definitely, for sure - 110% we'll be there!!" to Dr Phil's staffer today about next Wednesday's show... my Mum arrives at midnight on Tuesday.... i am thinking that having to be in Hollywood, business casual early the next morn, won't gel well with jetlag and 6 hours sleep....... but i do really want to see if Robin watches the whole show, or just comes out right at the end to be walked offstage by her man for the sake of the cameras. oh the things that keep me up at night....

bleaching
my teeth as i type. it says leave on for 5 minutes or 20 minutes for horribly stained teeth. it's been a couple of hours now so probably time to go and check :) xoxo