so... hello

Normally I'd be in my psychology class right now and I wish I was because I really like that class, but my ovaries were punching me all night last night and I got about three hours of sleep. So here I am writing a blog post because it seemed like the appropriate thing to do.
Let's see... Today's cinco de mayo! If I didn't have work, I'd seriously consider doing something related to Mexico, Mexicans or Mexican food. I'll probably end up celebrating by contracting swine flu! Zing! lawlz... But in all actuality, I'll probably end up going to Taco Bell after work and chanting "Mexico" as I order my one dollar chalupa.
Segway! I'm going to Costa Rica in exactly two weeks from today. I hate planes though so I'm more nervous about crashing in a fiery ball (tee hee) then anything else. But I'm excited for the possibility my plane will land and I'll actually get to do stuff in Costa Rica. Like teach the locals about the "wrong way" and the "American way" and suggesting they need more McDonald's and guns.
Another not as great segway! Guess who got into a cat fight last night with his lady friend?... my cat. Although my mom thinks the other cat is his man friend and she keeps calling him gay. She's also been calling him a slut lately so who knows what he is. Anywho, I heard Taz meowing outside, so I stuck my head out of my window and I started calling him inside, and he came running to our house. It was then I realized I was calling him into my bedroom window, which was two stories high and he looked at me like I was an idiot and walked away. :-( But he got inside somehow because I'm forcing him to snuggle with me right now.
Speaking of my upstairs windows, I got Will to remove the screen from one of them so I can crawl out my window onto the tiny roof over our porch. (I feel confident sharing this because I know my mother stopped reading this after our first two days in Chile). I tried crawling out last night and first off, I am the least graceful person, so I was somewhat shocked I didn't fall to my sure death or sprained ankle (it can really only be one or the other). And when I stepped onto the roof, let's just say I wouldn't be surprised if I fell through because it sort of squishes when I walk... but that didn't stop me from lying down! It was really nice out last night so for a split second I considered getting a pillow and just sleeping outside but then I realized I'd look like a homeless person.
And now to bring this full circle.
My ovaries are in a boxing match at the moment so I'm going to try going back to bed.

There you go Emily. A precious blog post.

-KK