is it just me?

I don't usually fall for April Fool's jokes, but this morning on the radio the DJ said that Milli Vanilli was coming out with an album featuring guest vocals by famous people. I thought well, isn't THAT ironic'. And then I kept driving and I looked out the window and I thought 'duh'.

my perky aerobics instructor Jen had us start our warm-up on the floor. she said we were going to do the whole routine sitting down. I didn't fall for it. but when she shouted April Fool's as we were all sitting on the floor like a serious bunch of fools this one woman totally cracked up and waved her arm like 'Oh, go ON! You are such a STITCH!' Oi.

easy living
For the most part, I don't wish I was in college again. The three years after college I would happily re-live in a heartbeat. But college? Not so much. However, I was riding the bus today and a girl sitting next to me had written RENT on her hand in pen. And I thought hmm...I sort of wish that paying rent were the only responsible thing I had to do, and that writing it on my hand would be an acceptable way to remember it. I think perhaps I am going to start writing "Pick up kid at daycare" on the back of my hand and see if anyone says something to me about it. To do list: 1) save world, 2) fold laundry.

chez lizard
We put in an offer on a new house yesterday. I had forgotten how terrifying it is. And stressful. This will be the second home I have purchased in my life, and while it saddens me to sell the first one, it does not sadden me to think about a solution to my storage problem. However, the past month has really reminded me of all the things that are kind of a drag about being a responsible adult. I think my friend ch who doesn't have a job and lives in an RV and does what he feels like is really on to something. So if that is still an option for you, it is worth considering.

march sadness part 3
It is truly shocking how poorly I have performed in the pool this year. All my earlier credentials have been destroyed, and I am destined to finish somewhere around 50th out of 55. Well, unless UCLA wins which will allow me to regain a teeny, tiny shred of dignity. But really, at this point, it doesn't matter. Waaaah. Three people who entered their DOGS in the pool are doing better than me. Three. Dogs. Enough said.