It was all a lie, and other disturbing tales of my week...

Sadly, I did not get my fifteen seconds of fame. That's right, I guess channel nine realized how boring it really would have been to watch me make pizza at work so they never came. Unless they told some outrages tale of me putting boggers in the pizza (don't ya wish you knew how outrageous that claim really is?) they would have had two minutes of very pathetic view counts. That's ok, I slept like ass the night before, and looked like ass the next day, so I'm feeling ok about it all. Now if I could only get past my sister's husband seeing me naked...