God, I was so tired yesterday!

Thursday night I had about four hours of sleep interrupted by a giant asthma attack (couldn't breathe more than a square inch of air without coughing until tears streamed down my face), and what sleep I did get was filled with this hugely stressful dream in which the Candyman and I were going on a trip to Europe and we had to leave for the airport and I realized that I hadn't packed yet (pretty realistic, actually) so I was beyond cranky all day!

I was so cranky in fact, that when Judy asked me to write a personal letter for her, I said (in kind of a derisive tone), "Noooooo!!!!"

I mean, I had alot of work to do, and the woman is older than I am (by a couple of months) and I don't see why she can't write her own goddamn letter.

Plus, I got a call from this guy who told us that we sent a check to his address, but it wasn't his business name on the check, and I thanked him for ringing and asked him to send the check back, and he was like "Look, I called all around town to try and find this place, and it's not like I have anything else to do! Why don't I just fax you a copy and then tear the check up?"

I mean, it was good of him to call and all, but it's not as though he had to trudge through the snow to do it.

Jay Leno the ripoff artist strikes again!

Last night he said about Marv Albert (a sportscaster recently on trial for biting and sexually assaulting a girlfriend, and it came out in the trial that he liked to wear women's underwear):

"He's just a regular guy. He puts his panties on one leg at a time like everybody else."

Ahem...Twin Peaks anyone?
(Yes that's David Duchovney as Denise, the cross-dressing Fed.)

One year ago today:
I am all-powerful, apparently.

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