Confessions Of A Splenda Stealer

I used to have another blog that I just abandoned because I thought of a better title/focus for this one. It’s still out there in www land, and one of these days I’ll get over my laziness and put the link up because some of the entries are quite funny. Yes, I crack myself up. Anywho, on a day like today, when I’m slightly hungover, my brain is absolute mush, and so it’s tough for me to tell if my friends are really hilarious people, or just crack me up.

When I got into work this morning, armed with Vitamin Water vital-t, coffee, and shoving oatmeal in my mouth, I open my gmail and begin messaging Ms. Ball O’ Sunshine, who writes me this: