I'm a bad blogger-

I just don't even know where to begin. Life's a whirlwind of drama, excitement, suspense, etc. etc.

My horoscope from yesterday:

Who cares what other people think? Well, to be honest -- you do. But at times like these, the stars point out that others' opinions don't matter. So acknowledge that you care, and then do what you have to do nonetheless.

The stars aren't blind after all.

Tuesday night was a mess of fun and nonsense. Sum up the night, me to the Mack: "Um, do you think I'm capable of playing anyone? Goodness! I'm too much of a mess to premeditate messing with anyone's emotions. And, I'm a terrible actress."

Yesterday's breakfast and lunch was Red Bull. The 20oz can. Dinner was canned ravioli with a glass of white wine. I went to bed at 2am on Tuesday. Pitch and the Mack were passed out on my pullout couch.

Um yeah.

So, I apologize for not writing yesterday and not being deep and insightful today. I'll leave you with my take on America's Next Top Model. I actually got to watch it last night! I'm for Renee even if she is a bitch and talks funny (dude, where is from?). I think Natasha, the mail order bride, is strange. Renee's quote last night cracked me up: "She's one fry short of a Happy Meal." And, Jaslene looks like she's on crystal meth in person.

Ciao! Tomorrow, I'm off to Manhattan to meet the folks and cousins for my cousin's wedding. Vavoom.