Whattya Lookin' AT?!!

So the other night about 3 a.m. I woke up with a start, turned and saw Mark staring at me. I said, as you can well imagine, What the hellareyou looking at? He said, I think you have sleep apnea. I said, So WHAT! I was asleep! Don’t stare at me!! I suppose I was rude. Maybe he was worried about me…or maybe he was waiting for me to asphyxiate. It’s a wonder I didn’t find a mirror under my nose. God I HATE being stared at. ESPECIALLY AT NIGHT! In other news, I made turtle cookies today on the waffle iron and the are good I made hot fresh salsa and it was FREAKIN’ HOT! I am craving hot spices like crazy and I don’t know why.It’s starting to piss me off. I decorated the shop yesterday and it looks cozy and I love that place. My house on the other hand looked as if a small bomb went off inside it. I did get the downstairs cleaned fairly well but it could stand a good hosing down. Nuff said, I’ve wasted enough time on this bloop. Later