ground control to rachel...earth to rachel...come in...over.

1. Wrote entire term paper on Foot Fetishism: A Dangerous Paraphilia? including the bibliography, thank you very much.

2. Cleaned entire house, both levels, including bathrooms and floors.

3. Plucked eyebrows into naughty arches.

4. Tanned (skin on ass now acclimated to freakishly hot Orbit bed - phew).

5. Went to the store and bought $50 worth of shit I didn’t need along with the SoftScrub with lemon which was the ONE thing I went to get in the first place.

6. IMed at length with awesome-sweet-charming-lovemonkey-boyfriend to make sure he is in fact not tweaking out on the relationship (distance sucks folks) and he is in fact not tweaking out, I was (naturally - fucking chicks).

7. Did Pilates (ok half my usual routine but at least I did SOME of it).

1. Go to porn shop to pick up X rated items to dazzle said awesome-sweet-charming-lovemonkey-boyfriend when he gets here this weekend because let’s face it folks, there is nothing else to do in CowTown but screw so might as well be creative.

2. Pick up Holly at 4:45.

3. Drive into the city.

4. See psychic for $100 an hour (fuck I forgot to buy a blank audio cassette for her to record our session on – add to list) and see what lies in my future.

5. Go have a St. Patty’s Day drink with Holly.

6. Be home at a decent hour because my korcausian ass has to work in the morning.