In a way, I’ve always wanted to have a large chin like Jay Leno. I’d also like to own one of his many cars and interview celebrities for a living. Unfortunately, the closest I’ll ever get to being like Jay Leno is in this picture that I took at the Apple Store. I used one of the new MacBooks that are GORGEOUS. Finally, my faith in Apple Computers has been renewed; sort of.

Yesterday at swimming practice, Eric moved up a lane. I felt sad because it meant two things: I still suck at swimming and my lane was quickly being abandoned to only include me. Generally, this happens a lot in my life and is easily noticeable since there’s always an empty seat next to me at parties and other meetings. Instead of actually smelling my arm pits in public, I just trust that I really did put on my Red Zone deodorant and that I smell just like a daisy.

Now that Eric is gone from my beginner’s lane, I’m seriously worried that if I actually did start drowning that no one would like me enough to rescue me. Originally, it was my plan to “fake” a drowning and have a tan lifeguard dive in and rescue me and later perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. But um...I’m pretty sure that won’t happen.

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