If I ever live with someone again, it's going to be that person's job to put me to bed, because I am dumb about that. I am dead tired. I am so tired I can barely focus my eyes. But the thought of getting up to take out my contacts and wash my face seems even more exhausting than sitting here, so I'm still sitting here.
I feel like I got hit by a truck. But, I actually got hit by a Scion.
|My poor Carly. :(|
|Porter in the tow truck.|
This morning, I woke up to take a shelter dog on KDKA-TV with my friend Jim Krenn. It went pretty well, see?
|If you have to have a bad day, have it with a Beagle.|
a Town and Country. I could drive a whole soccer team in this thing. It was so big that Porter could get his front half in, but then his back legs just scrambled and I had to hoist him.
I'm not sure how long it will take to fix my car and back, but I'm glad I had my little Beagle with me today.
I'm really, really tired.