i woke up. showered. dressed. scratched my knee. checked e-mail. went to lunch. went shopping. became amazed at how much of a consignment whore i've become. bought a really pretty tie and a fancy white shirt. came home. had to go through a gallop poll. checked e-mail. went on lj.
moral: don't ever, EVER, tell the gallop people 'sure, i'll fill out your survey! gimme a call went you wanna do that!' worst...idea...ever... Current Mood: cynical