Up until tonight I thought I was such a Scrabble badass. Maybe it was my 20% bingo record, or the 98% scoreboard. Whatever -- I owned that bitch. Then I started playing Scrabble Stephen Hawkings Edition. I have barely hobbled through two hands and I've already lost once. Apparently I underestimated my opponent, the iPhone. My self-esteem is duly checked.
Today is Day 1 of the Master Cleanse, (and Day 3 of a new Artist's Way sequel "Walk In This World" thingy I'm doing with my friends). I should note that I'm defying the advice of my friend and acupuncturist, Margaret, who supports a cleanse for me but advises against the Master variety. No hallucinating or coffee headaches yet, although I nearly clubbed my co-workers who (unknowingly) wouldn't stop talking about pie.
I just watched a commercial in which a tampon was described as "cute." Sorry. I had to share. It was just too weird.