NaBloPoMo 678

Yeah, I know it is cheating.

On Saturday, I returned a stack of grotesquely overdue library books, cementing my reputation as the flaky borrower who should just buy the books already. See also my Netflix account, with that one disc we have had for 4 months.

On Sunday, I did 10 loads of laundry, 10. Ten.

Today is my mom's birthday, and I am blogging from Delta flight 174. Or maybe it is 147. Anyway, I am over Colorado right now, and it is a good thing that I am in a middle seat because I am seized with the urge to press my face to the window and make gross faces. Not because of Colorado, just because I am apparently a six year old. If I thought it wouldn't end with an arrest, I might be tempted to moon the Rockies.

This is what happens when I get up early.

I am in my way to Atlanta as a guest of Coca-Cola. I will be blogging about all that in Three Kid Circus Auditions.