(And, NO, I don't have any creamer. I've been out creamer for days now. Like I said: we are in desperate need of groceries.)
I had a text conversation with a good friend last night. Went a little something like this:
Me: It's a good thing I "married up." Otherwise, I would be a TV reporter on welfare. But "famous" nonetheless.
Friend: Speaking of, are TV reporters date-able?You can't make this stuff up.
Me: Sure. TV reporters are date-able. They just have ridiculously abnormal schedules. And journalists are sociopathic, narcissistic, ego-maniacs. If you date one, I will be a great resource for you.
That's all for now.
(And, yea, this is me sans coffee.)