Hiieeeee, I'm Merry Hert? Here wit the EEE TEE news. God. What a gob on that woman. Is it plastic surgery that prevents that woman from announciating words correctly?

I knew it before, but I now I know it for sure. My life is boring. I am part of the masses. I do not write well. Care factor: 0.

Someone ran into my car yesterday. My brand new little bubble mobile. Smashed, and banged up. I feel like the over protective mother of a bashing victim. She's being examined as I write. Yet another "wally" to tell me it's going to cost $800 to fix. Kching! Kching! Shit, a little scrape and dent in the fender, some scraped plastic moulding and $800 to fix it?

Welcome news flash - insurance excess $200. Read we only have to pay $200 for repairs. Someone is watching over me.

Graveyard tonight. Wee ha. I'm supposed to be sleeping, but instead I'm here writing out this laundry list.

Later.