Random observations upon The Best Day Ever...

I really am having the best day ever. I got up early this morning and have been amazingly productive this morning. I have drawn many heavy dark lines through the exponentially growing, ominous and omni-present "To-Do list," all in the comfort of the bummiest of my attire. I can now feel free to have that "I'm gonna sit on my ass and do very damn little for the next s-e-v-e-r-a-l hours" kind of day I have so desperately craving for the past month (and summer is more than half over... grrrgh...) I'm so psyched. I make even bake. (I love my kitchen...!)

On a side note, Ken Lay died. How convenient. I wonder if he killed himself. It must be fairly easy to set up a major heart attack... On a less likely note, perhaps he faked his death...

Hunh.