Stay-in-Bed Lady

Skiddimerink a dink a dink skiddimerink a doo. I. Eat. Poo.

Alas, In n Out can’t always make things right.

Turning on the TV early to ensure I won’t miss the beginning of Lost isn’t worth catching the end of Dancing with the Stars.

Apparently sleeping makes my back hurt. Woke up at 6am with throbbing pain. What else do you want from me?!

That Diet Coke at dinner was a bad idea but as people depressingly say, “It’s not like you have anything to wake up for.”

I thought my elbow pain was from a “sports injury.” Then I remembered I smacked it all hard against a door.

Who knew lying in bed could be so overwhelming and taxing?

Getting passed by a Google street view camera feels somewhat violating.

It’s a downward spiral to self-help books.

Nothing like slicing your thumb with scissors to remind yourself you’re a competent person.