i say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. because i don't have much else to say right now.

So I just ate some peanut butter toast for the first time since January and if that wasn’t enough excitement for the day, I colored my hair while dancing around in my bathroom to Dino’s ‘I Like It.’

Just now. That JUST happened.

What? You thought this red was all natural? Aren’t you precious! A lot of things come nice and easy in my life, but this hair isn’t one of them, pals.

Huh? That’s not what you were thinking? You were wondering what I was thinking with the song? Um, listen, I don’t know what YOUR iPod is made of, but mine is made up of awesome. Plus a lot of Hanson and some might say a freakishly excessive amount of ABBA.

(like yours isn’t…)

As I was saying, I just colored my hair while dancing around my bathroom to Dino’s ‘I Like It,’ to which I’m linking again because yes, Dino and I want you to get up on it, because you know you want to, and if you did (strike that and insert DO), you’d find the dance moves for this tune are really pretty easy, and during the chorus, I’d lean over and I’d tell you there was a time in the late 80s/early 90s when my hair looked suspiciously like said Dino.

(like yours didn’t…)

But now my hair is even shorter than it was when I told you I cut more than 10 inches off, and it’s red again! Huzzah! Of course, my bathroom walls are also now red, which is something I often forget about when I color my hair and then bust into impromptu dance parties and the music calls for excessive pelvic thrusting. In fact, the walls are so red it looks like Jason Stackhouse just shot that wacky vampire Franklin with a wooden bullet and turned him into a hemoglobin geyser. Seriously, True Blood! Between the boobs and the blood this season, my face was in a perpetual “I just smelled something nasty” mode. Buffy the Vampire Slayer clearly ruined me by making me think whole idea that staking a vamp simply turned them into evaporating dust.

(that suspicious looking pool of red on the floor near the shower door may actually be blood, so don’t slip while doing that lawn sprinkler move while we’re dancing to what song again? Oh, yes, Dino’s ‘I Like It.’)

Anyway, the point of this post is to tell you I don’t have one. That’s just what I’ve been doing lately. So, what’s up with you?

You know what, screw it! I’m just going to embed the damn video! That’s the way it has to be, people. The bad part is it isn’t the same high quality video that I linked to above because I couldn’t take that one, so now you’re forced to scream “Get UP ON IT!” in the opening yourself. That’s the way it has to be again. You’d do it anyway, so no big whoop.