I'm glad we all have our health. I'm sure one day, our collective stories would make a great book. Although Michelle's life does sound rather...well...suburban and white picket fence. Come on! A bbq for Valentine's day? Get some edible panties and handcuffs...body wax! I big dildo and some porn...a balloon ride...rent a motel room and pretend you're a prostitute and he's your john. Oh boy, now I'm getting excited.

I called Matthew and asked him if he wanted to plan Valentine's day together or if he wanted me to plan it. There was a lot of ho-humming and it was decided that I should plan it. I'm not sure if I like this holiday, too.

So I discovered that my nasty protein shake stuff from the gym tastes great when it's really cold. So I drop ice cubes in the blender with it. Today, I dropped a frozen strawberry in there and DAMN! This is the bomb!!!!

So Mederic has taken a turn for the worst. He's back in the psychiatric ward at Surrey General Hospital on suicide watch. I'm going to plan a trip up there so if anyone wants to visit Vancouver, let me know! I'm taking Matthew with me, but NOT to the hospital. I won't tell Mederic about him just yet. The old addage is correct. Once you're taken, all the boys want you. I've got two guys trying to beat down my door to date me. And they are fucking hot. One is an ex model, but he lives in Colorado. The other is an Irish flight attendant who could fly into Seattle whenever.

I did my taxes last night. I'm so happy I'm getting money back. I also reconciled the past 4 years of taxes for my business. It was easy doing that crap online! Yeah for the Internet.

So I'm watching Tyra Banks' show America's Top Model. They all got hair makeovers...DRASTIC hair makeovers. One girl got her LONG hair chopped off and it looks punkish. She cried for like the entire fucking episode. If I had been next to her, I would've slapped her. I don't want to see Joanne until days after this haircut and the crying has stopped. Although, she says she's not going to cry. I don't believe her. I'll state that outright. hmmm, blonde would be a good look. Or red...
I'm now expecting some kind of yelling post about how's she not going to cry and she's told me this a million times and why don't I have faith blah blah. lol

Michelle, when you come, one night we'll do pizza, chicken wings, fruitopia and Letterman!