Wow, it is humid outside. My breathing is laboured and I'm sitting at my computer typing. And I know I'm not that out of shape. Maybe it's the pages and pages of numbers that I have no idea how to manipulate for my work report that's making me out of breath. Not cool at all. I'm sure it has the potential to be a great report. I just can't understand what I'm writing about. Ha ha.

So I FINALLY have my kitty. He's my new best friend. Except when he decides to wake my up at 5:45 by walking on my face. But he's a cutie. He's sleeping right now in a little alcove in my dresser. Awww..

Jess had this on her site but I thought it was pretty funny (all in good fun - no offense meant):

If I were a [feminine] gay man... by 38886
Your name
Your Gay Man Name	Rodrigo
Your Gay Man Occupation	Canadian Priest
Your Stereotypical Gay Man Trait	Spelling boy with an i
Your Gay Man Music of Choice	J.Lo
Your Gay Man Cause of Death	Chased down by Catholic mob
Created with quill18's MemeGen!

Hmm. What else. I had a plethora of things to talk about (secretly I just wanted to use the word plethora). I went bowling last night and I was not as horrible as I imagined myself being. It was a happening place for the not-yet-old-enough-to-use-fake-ID teens.

Hmm again. This imood thing on my site is fun. They have some pretty crazy moods. Like salty and exotic. How exactly would you feel salty or exotic?

* song of the moment: Jason Mraz - Sleep All Day *