so if i manage to get up about an hour earlier each day

then i'll be getting up at 8:40 on thursday and technically i only have my alarm set for 9 cuz it's vacation and i'm allowed to be somewhat lazy, neh? PST being 94.5 is still freakish though because it's been pounded into my head with mallets that it's 97-5 P--S--Teeeee. ah well, half the time i'm just listening to it for the sake of nostalgia and not because i actually like the music they play. monkey is very bad and wants to eat the lady, so far i was able to scare him away with the box for dad's solar powered lights that he wants to put by the step in the path so people don't trip on it.
speaking of American Idol's as my current music, apparently there's another philadelphia area contestant so they're making a big deal about him in the papers as they did guarini of idols of yore.

i decided this merited its own post

Sadness.... Mr. Kerber died. He was always so nice.

yum.yum.

guess what i had for lunch
it wasn't a sub, and it wasn't a hero (even if the giant rubber duckie thinks superman tastes yummy, he'd probably break my teeth and i'd choke on the sheer magnitude of self-righteousness) so what could it be?