Yellow like Mustard

I realized today that daytime tv is way more entertaining than I gave it credit for. Like the Cho Show. Apparently Margaret Cho was awarded Korean of the year, man I'm really glad I got out of that country as soon as I was born, she is super crazy. For instance, she was deciding what to wear and one of her designers decided to PAINT a CHINESE dress ONTO her NAKED body. One-paint all over anyone's body is gross, Two-I thought she was Korean not Chinese, but who really knows, we all look alike, and Three-she is not very pretty so a naked paint dress was entirely too much.

Why was I watching daytime tv one might ask? Because of my phone. Why the phone?

*SIGH* •INHALE• Because I couldn't find it this morning, was running late, decided I didn't need my phone today, jumped into the car, ran into the back of the biggest jerk of the year's car, put a huge dent on my car, had to borrow the jerk's cell phone to call Blair, couldn't get ahold of him, started hyper ventilating-couldn't get to my inhaler, couldn't get ahold of my sup, finally got ahold of Scottt who came to get me just as Blair got my message. •Exhale• This is where I made it home, and turned on VH1 just in time to "meet Cho" and her gay designers and midget personal assistant.

I also got to hear about everyone else's accidents and realized I wasn't alone.



And talked to Dan the man who gave me a quote on my car and told me I was pretty, but apparently not pretty enough because the quote is...well lets just say I'm in the wrong business.

And then I hit my head on our fireplace mantle corner, where my brains leaked out and my skull will crack at any moment from getting so dried out, because I lost my phone - again.