I am in love with Philosophy's one-minute daily facial, The Great Mystery. It makes my skin so soft and lovely. I also used it on my boobs, and that was very nice also. Is that too much information?

Speaking of skin care, I haven't been able to find Biore foaming face wash for months and months, and I absolutely swear by that stuff. All I've seen is the anti-acne version, and the "warming" cleanser, neither of which I like. I then started using this foaming face wash by Oil of Olay, but it made me break out. So finally I got the bright idea to check drugstore.com, and I ordered the Biore, and now it's here!

It was also while at drugstore.com that I became Philosophy's bitch. Twenty-five bucks for The Great Mystery. I would have been really bitter, had I not ended up thinking it is worth every penny.

I am tired this morning. I worked another eight hour shift at Starbucks yesterday (and completely missed the Golden Globes in the process). I did get to work with one of the new kids, and he was a lot of fun. He let me call him "Booger" and then we played basketball with the leftover pastries. The low-fat blueberry muffins are quite aerodynamic!

It was fun, but I hate working seven days a week; or if not hate, at least I am over it. If all goes well, it won't last for too much longer. And it got me out of credit-card debt this year, there's a bright side for you! Financial solvency; it feels so good.

I am currently double-paying my car payment. I am planning to sell the car in the not-too-distant future (again, if all goes according to plan) and I'd like to pay down the debt so that when I sell it, I have some money left over for my new dream car, a blue Honda Civic hatchback that I can pay cash for. In the meantime, I do have to get a new "flange." And fix the moulding.

It's been slow at work and I keep forgetting to bring a book with me. I have Tropic of Cancer here but no urge to read it. Do I really want to read such a cunt-laden book at my work desk? I'm thinking no.

I have a slight cold that sort of comes and goes. I feel like I can't breathe so well, like I have some kind of very mild pneumonia, which is probably the paranoia talking. I also started taking the Mexican pharmacy drugs and I am starting to imagine nonexistent side effects.

What else, what else. Oh, I want to write something other than journal entries and anemic poetry. I am willing to accept that I might not be able to write fiction, but I at least want to try before I am forced to come to terms with my inadequacy. Anyone can write at least one short story, right? I mean, even if it's bad? I have to think of an "idea" or a "character" or something.

I am itching to redesign the site, but my HTML skills aren't very extensive. All y'all with the super cool designs, how do you do it? And how do you do it on a Mac? Of course I will do it on my work machine, during my downtime. What else is an office job for? I will start with a site map so I don't forget about all the different parts of the site. It is so sprawling these days.

Outside work yesterday were people from the John Kerry campaign. After talking to them and reading the literature, I've decided that I would be happy to vote for Kerry. I would also be happy to vote for Clark or Dean. One Kerry quote I liked was that instead of spending all this money to go build condos on the moon, or whatever the hell Bush wants to do, why don't we invest in trying to find alternate energy sources?

This shouldn't be a polarizing issue. I can understand people being pro-life or pro-war or anti-gay or even pro-gun, although I don't agree with them. But I don't understand people who are willing to go along with the Bush administration's pro-oil bullshit. Who benefits from this? Only the oil companies. If we find alternative sources of fuel, and eliminate our dependence on Middle Eastern oil, how is that bad? But Bush would rather distract everybody with his silly moon plan. Who needs energy, or education, or health care, right? We have a moon plan! Look at the monkey. Look at the silly monkey.

Then Clark's wife was on Good Morning America this morning, talking about how America was formerly a respected nation and now everyone hates us, and isn't that awful. Well yes! It is awful! And just one more reason to get Bush out of office. He has done so much damage in four years. Remember when we had a budget surplus, and the respect of the world? (Or if not respect, at least not its contempt.)

And don't even get me started on the fucking funding for abstinence education, or the Constitutional amendment in favor of Jesus-approved man/woman marriage. Please prepare yourselves to vote this November, people. We need to get rid of this guy. He seems like a nice enough guy personally, but his politics are poisonous.

Look at that, I accidentally talked politics. I am always hesitant to do it because I feel like I'm never well-informed enough, but sometimes I can't help it. I'm just so glad that the Democrats finally have people to get excited about, instead of that awful Lieberman and that weird, watered-down version of Gore we got in 2000.

Well, I feel better now. Oh! This weekend we had Drinking with Beth and Jeremy, which was a blast. All I remember is giggling all night. Inky and M. and La Wade and Foo, and my new girlfriend Shannonk, were all there. Good people. I also feel the need to tell you: some of us went out for sushi, and I had a "Pokemon" roll which involved mango and pistachio nuts!

And I am off to yet another office party! There are rumors of pizza with pesto, with pepperoni, with BBQ chicken. I love this place.