it's me, scott.

i have really bad breath this morning. nobody has come up to me and said "hey, do you want a piece of gum?" or "dude, your breath smells like you've been eating garbage", but it's just something that i can sense.

(maybe. i should stop eating out of dumpsters!! hmm. something to ponder.)

my alarm went off at 7:30 this morning. i slept until 9. i am the laziest person in the world.

love,
scott.

ps. liza is looking for as many complete strangers as possible to send their earwax to her. e-mail me if you are willing to do this and need her mailing address.