I'm going to set my alarm

so that Bright Eyes,"First day of my life," is the first thing I hear when I wake up. It's the only logical way for a girl to start the day.

When I got to work this morning, the nurses were Chatty Cathy about the results of American Idol. Pop culture and I got a divorce a few years back, so I had no idea what they were talking about. But they did mention the next go round of try outs will be making a stop in Denver. It got me thinking...What better way to justify my rock-n-roll lifestyle than to actually be a rock star? However, if I do try out I will have to demand to use my own material. I already have two songs. One call "Dammit that Janet," and the other is about girls from Chicago.

Its going to be a long day.

Hopefully no one will notice my blood shot eyes if I keep smiling.

PS - Will the nerds who kidnapped Anne please send a proof of life by 5 PM this evening. That'd be great.