Best beats the worst!

Sometimes you have the worst days, where everything goes downhill and you need just that one tiny bit of something positive. Then it comes. Only it's not a tiny bit, it's the whole freaking dinosaur sized bit of positive!

Kate Walsh tweeted to me. TWICE!!!! It is 12:58am now. I am not the least bit sleepy! I am that hyper! I have an unpleasant thing to do tomorrow, but I know that this will tide me over. It will tide me over anything!

I think I twisted my knee (is that even possible?) and it is now in a soft cast. A binding if you will. My leg is straight, I cannot bend it. I really don't know how my friend Alina went through a knee surgery! I'd have died. Anyway, how did I twist my knee, you wonder?

I took my doggie out at 4:30. On the road she decides to suddenly stop and sniff something. I walking fast try to avoid her, but end up tangling my legs and falling flat on my face! Then I have to hobble after her yelling at her to come the eff back cause she decided that sniffing another pee spot is more important than her mum lying on the road in pain! It does not help that instead of helping you up, or helping you catch your dog, people around you point and laugh! Well not point, but they did laugh.

Well, I came home and nursed my wounded pride with Blueberry Cheesecake and Red Velvet cupcakes. I have been eating these cupcakes for the last 3 days, and at least 4-5 a day! This along with ice cream (It's hot here), chips and cookies make my daily diet of junk.

Today I ate cake, ice cream, a pear, some carrots and pasta for dinner. Am I 900,000 pounds? Nope. It is a medical marvel.

I also discovered the joys of Skype. Thats a fun thing!!! Had a 3 way conf call with Germany and Netherlands! It is just cool to say that! Also Amy Brenneman tweeted to me, she was the first celeb to do that! Sent spasms of joy through me! Then Tim Daly also tweeted, but he kinda dissed me! I was a wee bit annoyed till I was like dude, it's Tim Daly.

That's about it. Haven't walked into anything or been chased by anything either. Why do I feel that this is inviting trouble?

HotCop!

It was a busy Monday for Addison,
She had patients that numbered nine,
So for breakfast she grabbed a bun,
And headed out into the sunshine.

Her glasses were on cause of the sun,
And she wore black heels and a purple dress.
Her really hot cop and she were done,
She wasn’t missing him less and less.

She decided to play hookey cause she was done.
She missed him so much her heart would ache.
She flipped her phone and called that hottie with a gun,
You see, she had lots of sprinkled doughnuts to bake.

He answered the phone while on a run,
When he heard her voice, he was pleasantly surprised.
She said she wanted some fun
And he felt something rise.

He was soon on his way over,
She greeted him with a big smile and a “Hi hun!”
He grabbed and pulled her closer
She was the best thing he could have won!!!

A cookie poem cause I needed cheering up! Lol!

Just me. Only me.

So, incase you guys don't know, it's a 2 hour journey from work to home every evening. Now there is a traffic signal at my dog's vet which provides for entertaining animal sights. If you are indian, you will know what an Auto is, if you're not, google it. There was this guy who was trying to force his dog, a great dane, into an auto. The funniest thing is that after he finally coaxed his dog to get in, and he got in, the dog jumped out from the other side and he was forced to run after his dog screaming! LOL!

Another thing that happened is that I fell over the plant at work only twice this week! This is a huge reduction from my usual, but I do think my knee has had it with me. It hurts! :(

Also, I woke up this morning to find money under my pillow when I reached to turn off my alarm on my phone. I got so excited and checked my teeth to see which tooth had fallen off! I mean, the tooth fairy left me money right??? It was only when my brain actually woke up, I remembered putting the change from my pyjama pockets under my pillow before falling asleep! Also that I was 22, and if my eeth were falling out, there was would be something wrong with me. aah! Early mornings are the best time!

OMG! My phone ring tone is the song "Good Girls Go Bad" and I was listening to the radio with my earphones (on my phone) and the song came up. I just tried to answer my phone, not understanding why even though I'm "answering" it's not ringing for a good 15 seconds. One must not function on no sleep.

Why no sleep you ask? Well, it is apparently a bad idea for you to eat a triple layered fudge cake at 10pm. It keeps you up. All that sugar.

Oh on the bright side, i set up SMS alerts for Kate walsh's tweets so I get texts from Kate Walsh! Woot!

My life ladies and gentlemen. My life!

Things just seem to happen to me.

So, one good thing that's come about from my dog having boys in her life and making me take brisk hour long walks is that I have great legs! Whoop! A lot of people know me as a klutz. It's such a given, that I'm introduced as "This is Romy. She is a klutz." You accept it and move on. It's when you start hanging with new people that this character trait becomes glaringly obvious. I have no spatial judgement. I cannot walk in a straight line and more often than not I will walk into the person walking next to me. Another thing that goes on in my head is me spotting a stone a way ahead. Me telling myself "Oh look. Stone." Me walking further and forgetting where the stone was/is till I trip on it and then go "Oh there it is!"

Another super funny thing happened yesterday. It has happened to cartoons, to Mr. Bean on occasion and apparently to Kate Walsh, Jessica Alba and me. It's the walking into a wall thing. Going smack into a solid, big, cream coloured, opaque brick wall. Walking into glass doors have been done by many, but how many of you walk by the same brick wall for 10 months before walking into it? No one? I figured.

Even the staff at work have noticed this particular trait of mine. The guy at the door asks me to watch my step outside, the inside guy tells me if the door is open or closed, though they are wood and glass doors. There were some pretty potted plants on my floor. After I fell over them a few times, they aren't there anymore. They have been put inside closed doors.

It's like these things happen only to me. Really. Spilt food? Check. Fallen down the stairs? Check. Walked into walls - glass or otherwise? Check. Been chased by cows? Check. Been chased by dogs? Check. Fallen off a horse while climbing on it? Check. Been caught dancing at your desk at work? Check. Singing? Check. Gotten locked in the bathroom? Check. Been stuck up a tree? Check.

Need I go on?

Pigeons + hour long brisk walk = jelly legs

I am fast asleep. Possibly even snoring. I'm at a nice party with Kate Walsh, Ellen and Matthew Perry. We are discussing a broadway play I wrote. Suddenly Matthew is a dog and he growls and barks. I look around at the pitch dark and realise it's not Matt that is a dog, but it's Gypsy that is growling and barking. There are weird banging noises coming from the kitchen. Then something falls. I get out of bed slowly and quietly, grab the rolling pin next to me and my Reebok shoe because I'm pretty sure I'm being robbed. With one hand on Gyp's halter I make my way to the kitchen. I'm ready to clobber anyone who is inside. My fight face is on and there is a scream in my throat.

I scream when I go in to find 3 winged rats flapping about. They are more commonly called pigeons! They are flying about shedding their dander and feathers, not to mention leaving me green presents - an early Christmas present if you will!

Annoying!!!! I shoo them away and then I'm forced to clean the damn mess! And of course my dog decides that this is a lot of excitement and so she needs to go for a walk. At 5:30 in the morning till freaking 6:45!!! I'm exhausted, my legs feel like jelly and this is from the dog who previously would bite my hand off if I tried to get the leash on her and I had to wake HER up at 6 for a walk!

This is what happens when the 2 year old beagle comes for a walk only at about 6:30. She WAITED for him and wouldn't let me take her back to the apartment untill she saw him!

Man. There are cougars and then there's my dog! Nice. This is also the period when the 22year old me has NO men in her life while the old doggie has not one, but 3 suitors! All under the age of 5!

This is very good for my ego. Really.