i know, i know, not my day. not even a week day. but you need to see this.

seriously. seriously? blind and gay look nothing alike.

also, note: im sitting in j's kitchen with lily and j fast asleep in the bed we all spooned in last night. why am i up?.
i got up at 8 thinking it was 11, bustled around, and then thinking they were just ignoring the time said in a huge loud voice: well i dont know about YOU but bagel basements sounding pretty good right now!" to which lily responded: "daisy, ugh. what the hell time is it? its 8, jesus." and rolled over. and j without moving: "kill her."
heh. heh. whups. damn that jet lag.  

and now im all hyped up from eating j's nesquick straigh tout of the box and watching this fascinating woodpecker on her porch. wooooo!