Why you so nasty?

Today:
Watched the OC.
Called the temp agency and said I'd like to be in the hopper for other assignments.
Realized that whilst in a state of altered consciousness I'd purchased Rudebox on iTunes.
Damned iTunes. Damned them to HELL!
Gathered together my transcripts and started the ball rolling towards that teaching certification I want this week.
Listened to Rudebox. I bought it, might as well enjoy it.
If this wasn't Robbie, I would hate this album. But it is Robbie. So I think it rocks on about the level of Sing When You're Winning but not as much as Escapology.
Went out looking for new awesome trainers, t-shirts, a satchel and a book by Doris Egan that no one is surprised to find out wasn't available at the mall book store.
Bought nothing.
Treated myself to lunch at that Chinese joint in the strip mall down the road from the mall.
Took the beast to the dog park.
Wrote the smuttiest thing I've ever imagined much less put in print.
Ate cold Chinese food.
Watched General Hospital.