this morning i woke up to justin timberlake. and when i say this, i mean i woke up because of him, it wasn't just a coincedence. he was on the television singing and dancing in a room of dancing disco lights, insisting i would be "nekkid" by the end of the song. i wasn't, but i was awake. and there can be talk, all it wants, about my having bad taste in music because often, it's probably true. sometimes pop music is it.

on a related note, i'm pretty sure i heard mohammed singing along to avril lavigne in the kitchen the other day.

denise quit so i'm working more... it doesn't help that we're slow.. we do the crossword everyday.