Convenience drugs I still officially suck at crochet. This *&@* hat has gone from too small for tinkerbell to so huge it would only fit Shaq's huge noggin. Too bad it's purple, or I would send it to him. Teehee. Ok, so Mike is probably the only person in the world that would appreciate the Laker humor. In all seriousness, I need a new project! One that is fabulous and exciting and that I can't put down. I think I need to order knitpicks yarn and start the clap.

I am going to scratch my eyeballs out of my head. Why? Because my insurance claims that the eye drops I need to make them stop itching is a convenience drug. As such, it costs $40 per oz. I refuse to give them that much money. So, If scratch them out of their sockets, will my insurance claim that it was a convenient trip to the emergency room. I should bite the bullet and buy it, but its such a racket it pisses me off.

What is this "cooking meat" bit? asks Suz. You may eat it raw if you like. Just don't send me the bills for the convenience drugs they give you to rid your body of e-coli. However, I know that you are vegan, so if my talk of meat offends you, I am sorry, it is not meant to. :-). Please feel free to subsitute tofurkey sausage (um...do they even make such a thing) for chicken. Once, one of my favorite people in the world, almost a surrogate dad after mine passed away, and a middle east genius, once told me that the smell of rosemary is offense in some cultures. This truly makes me sad, because rosemary is my favorite herb, with basil (I am not sure if basil is offensive or not) running a close second. If I ever talk about rosemary and you are from one of those places, please accept my apology in advance. Yes, you all may roll your eyes now. tee hee.

Lilly is a silly, silly girl who believes she is a super loser because in her exitement to mail my next, what I'm sure will be a fabuloso, surpise, she inadvertenly forgot to put in the card. Sweetie, there are many losers in this world and you are not one of them. She wrote a birthday song on the outside. She is so cute and almost, but not quite, makes me excited for the Day of Doom. Ah yes, tomorrow is my last official day of youth. Although, Mike swears that the 30's don't officially start until 31. He claims that like the millenium didn't officially begin until 2001, your 30's don't officially begin until you are 31. I like this story, but then I remembered when I was 20. I was convinced that I was no longer a teenager. I was not so smart back then.

If you have ever just looked at your co-works and shook your head, La's latest installment is an absolute must read. Keep in mind that the knottygirls are not for the easily offended or the faint at heart, they are for those that like to laugh their ass off.  ¶ 1:56 PM