I'm sitting at the messy desk. I should be at the gym; but then, what is should be? I mean I'm letting myself wallow in flabbyness. One half of me says get up and go, but really it's more like one 16th of me saying let's go, and the other 15 16th's just being clammy and spanish, unmotivated, slightly hungover, and slightly enjoying African music that is making my mushy brain feel a touch damp.

The real questions in life: How to feed yourself, cloth yourself, and afford a place to sleep, how to find a mate. What happens when all these questions are answered? I'm sitting at the desk. Clammy.

Let's address the biggest news of today: first and foremost Paris Hilton is arrested for drunk driving. It's the hip celebrity thing to do these days. Mel Gibson is such a trend setter. I say props to them. I mean you get tired of shopping, shopping, shopping, and you have to spend the money, I mean otherwise what's it good for? A good DUI attorney is THE chic new accessory, it's got the Gucci handbags and the little chihuahuas beat this year. Throwing phones at hotel staff is so like early 2000's.

Oh, and a lighter note: Bush publicly defended torture.