"Life's Just a Cocktail Party on the Street.."

I haven't been logging in here for some reason. I'm not sure why exactly.. but I do have some theories.

And my alternate haunts (like Flickr and Twitter) are just so.. abbreviated.. I need to talk about my mundane day to day and I need to be able to use more than 140 characters to do it. Ya know?

So first of all I'd like to say that lately I'm sick of niceties. Isn't that a funky word?

I'd also like to take this moment to say that I *dig* strawberries. Which are in season in Florida right now and are also sweet and red and DELICIOUS and really cheap. :))

Annnnnnnnndd. I've been having insomnia. WTF is up with that? It is SO not fun.

We've been so sick and waylaid here lately with my family that I am thinking my house should have one of those termite tents over it because every single occupant has come down with the plague and we do nothing but breathe it back and forth over one another.

But the weather's been BEAUTIFUL!

So I'm confused..

For the first time in my entire life I was late to work due to Daylight Savings Time. My dumb ass managed to spring forward every clock in my house *except* for my alarm clock.

I woke up this morning, went into the kitchen to get a drink of water, stood there drinking it as I noticed on the oven, the coffeepot, and the microwave clocks that I was already 4 minutes late to work. Cussing, I walked back to the bedroom where my bed is flanked by "his and hers" alarm clocks. I'd managed to forward Mike's, while somehow missing mine.

Smoooooooooth.