TOTALLY MEZMERISED BY ELVIS YOU KNOW

Okay. Today I did not let Della (pooch) go with me to get in car pool line. She punished me by ripping up some kleenex. It's Elvis Death Day. Last night I got on a chat page with some koo koo people. They were arguing about his life/death/toilet habits/religion/drug use. Did you know you can actually send someone a sheep sound or one that sounds like a guy hitting you? I was hysterical. In honor of Elvis the Pelvis, I must have a moment of silence.shhhhhhhhhhh.okay.shhhhhhhhhhhh, again because I know you really didn't do the first one. I don't know how much sleep I got last night because I was afraid I would miss something. Remember......I have no life.

Good news. I missed the goal post completely and drove in unextreme road rage. As a matter of fact it was kind of sickly polite driver syndrome. See you later.