Mornings.

I hate mornings. I used to love them. Here's what my mornings look like.

No, but seriously. I don't, scratch that, I won't get up before about 9:30 or 10. I almost miss getting up early. Almost. This morning just happened to remind me that. First I wake up to a crash, freakin' dogs knocked over the "gate." Got up, rounded the dogs up and headed for the bathroom. Where the stupid cats (we lock them in the bathroom because they piss on couches, tear up the couches and make loud and random noises) has crapped. Well one of them crapped. So gotta clean that up. Because I'm up, now I have to let everyone out. This whole things takes about 45 minutes. Done. Bed. YEAH RIGHT!
Dogs whine now because they've been out and want to play. Awesome. Day started.
Within two hours of waking up, Brittney got her foot mauled by Gus, hit her knee on a table and stubbed her toe on the Xbox.
However, I did get some wedding stuff done. Getting closer to actually being done planning the stupid thing. Our maid of honor is pretty stellar though, very funny girl.
Apparently she loves planning the wedding so I think we should just let her do it. So hint hint Courtney.


Today I have also had a impromptu Degrassi marathon. Yeah, Degrassi. Tonight, channel changes to Logo. Ru Paul's Drag Race. India Ferrah is on it!!! Watch it if you can!!

That and she'll be at the K-State Drag Show, Feb 12th. Get tickets!

There's my day in a cracked nutshell. Now for the story/pic/vid of the day. Let's see what I can find...



I don't know why I find that so amusing... So today's lessons:
*Mornings suck
*Courtney needs to get on the wedding planning
*India Ferrah is HOTT and
*that guy really wants a big booty bitch.

Shalom in the home.