Dirty Little Secrets

• I have an irrational fear of being run over by a parked truck.
• I do MySpace mostly to stroke my ego.
• I recently had waffles with a side of pancakes. After eating a plate of pasta for dinner.

The truck thing is almost justified. Because I have had to scurry in front of trucks backed up to the Hospital dock, which is on an incline. And it's just unnerving. But if I am killed due to being hit by a parked truck, it's totally going on the headstone. If I don't die "Eating Little Debbie" (choking on a Swiss Cake Roll isn't a wholly bad way to go either).

Whenever I log on to MySpace, there is usually at least one message from some guy telling me how beautiful I am. How awesome! I never reply, I just keep all the messages for the bad hair/fat days.

And as for the carb loading: Yo soy vaca.

on iTunes: "Chelsea Dagger" - The Fratellis