Oh, Dropo, you're the laziest man on Mars.

Mmm, sleepin' in. Also, eating a breakfast that is almost entirely made up of food that I stole from my roomates. What, I got the house to myself for a month! There's eggs and milk and bread and ain't none of it going to last. Hell, that's why french toast was invented.

FREEZE FRAME! Whatever the Hell I was intending to write about, I just saw something that knocked it out of my head. The Taco Bell people just announced that the CDC officially ended the E. coli warning. Good news for nacho bell grande lovers in the Northeast, yes, but the dude on the commercial... Greg Creed, the president of Taco Bell, is Australian. I mean, I'm not surprised that he's white; let's face it, Taco Bell isn't exactly the Mexicaniest of all meals, but the dude's got a thick Aussie accent, and that's just not right! He should at LEAST be American; America IS slowly being turned into a second Mexico, if the Repubs are to be believed. A southern accent would be perfectly appropriate. But Austrailian? I don't want my tacos fulla vegemite! I don't think I can eat there anymore!

... aw, who'm I kidding. I'm probably going to eat there before the day is out. Mmm... tacos.

Whatever I meant to talk about today, I'll get to tomorrow. Now, I must ready for the Chrimmas party.