28 days later is still following me. I couldn't sleep last night thinking about it. In all honestly i was waiting for roomates with bloody eyes to bust through the door and I was trying to decide if I'd try to fight them or I'd just man up and let them puke blood in my face. I would say fight but that's an almost guaranteed lifetime of fighting and being paranoid. So I guess it would come down the actual moment. I could argue either side. I also had magic legs last night.

I feel tired and hungover today but in a pretty good mood. I had a show last night where I didn't steam role or talk about vaginas but decided to play a naked actress pre shoot not clad in a towell but a robe. Apparently this was a poor choice but I liked it because it really had nothing to do with being smutty and more to do with history. There's nothing wrong with history and fake naked. If i did it all the time then i will allow you to worry about me but it was one choice in one moment on a Sunday night.

In other news I'm slightly embarrassed about the fact that I'll be bringing Ramen noodles to our company's Thanksgiving pot luck. It's that or pasta with not enough sauce.