29-Sep-2006

I am much too tired to put together any sort of coherent entry, so I leave you this week with several Random Stupid Thoughts Melissa Has Had in the Past 24 Hours:

1.)  Regarding dinner last night at 10 PM.  I had stayed after work to get some writing done, and I looked up and realized I was hungry.  So I go to the kitchen, search the cabinets, and lo and behold, find some cereal.  Apple Jacks or Fruit Loops, Apple Jacks or Fruit Loops.  Hmmm, I  think, I'll go with Apple Jacks, because I'm more convinced there's actually fruit in them, since they specify which fruit it is, unlike Fruit Loops, which merely specifies the (totally unnatural, I might add) shape.  Fruit Loops, I think, are the carb equivalent of White Castle's chicken rings.  And I'm certainly not touching those with a ten-foot-pole.

2.)  My New York Roommate calls me last night at 11 PM.  "Hey," she says.  "I'm in town for the day tomorrow."  First of all, WHAT???  You live on a different coast.  But this is oh-so-her, so I reply, "Cool," and pretend not to be impressed.  Which is oh-so-me.  Then she asks if I'd like to have breakfast with her at 7:45 AM.  In Los Feliz.  Now, I have not been to Los Feliz since the spring of '04.  It's like she asked me to meet her in Greece.  But I say yes anyway, cause I'm just a good friend like that.  And I get up this morning at 5:30 to go jogging before said breakfast, then realize it's dark at 5:30.  So I check email, Myspace, etc., then finally get out the door to go jogging around 6:30.  When I get back, it's 7:10.  And I haven't showered.  And enter my second stupid thought:  "I can get from Westwood to Los Feliz in ten minutes.  Fifteen tops."   

3.)  While washing my face this morning, I realize I have a little bump right below my ear, at the base of my jaw.  This, of course, is jaw cancer.  I call my mother to break the bad news.

Me:  I have jaw cancer.

Mom:  Jock answer?  Is that an STD?

Me:  JAW!  CANCER!  I'm dying.

Mom:  Oh.  That reminds me.  I'm taking stock of what furniture to move into my new office, and your grandmother offered me that China cabinet she has earmarked for you.

Me:  Take it.  I'll be dead within the year.

Mom:  Thank you!  You are just the sweetest daughter ever.