Amy says we need lists today. That's because it's Friday (rock) and we're tired, I gather.
• Robert Palmer died. That's just sad. First John Ritter, now Robert Palmer. What's with all these people in their 50s dropping dead from random heart problems? It freaks me out.
• The teens last night made me feel old. But then I realized they're just obscenely young. "I was in the fourth grade with Green Day's 'Dookie' came out," said one. And another one was only in first grade. See, I'm not old, they're just babies.
• Starbucks has me hooked. I can't decide if it's the crack or the heavy cream. But I went back again today. I'm a fiend. But only for the iced coffee because you know how I feel about the hot coffee cup/lid situation.
• Why is it that whenever I make OK plans, suddenly jucier plans pop up, but I can't possibly break the original plans because I'm much too loyal to blow someone off? Oh, but the more desireable plans are far more intriguing... Damn.