Made some late-night strawberry pancakes from scratch for my last meal. Now I'm fasting for surgery in the am.
We biore-ed our noses and caught up on housewives of NJ because Jason and I are cute lesbians or teenage girls or both.
The hospital told me not to wear deodorant tomorrow. Don't they know I'll die? I sweat like a twelve year old boy. Tomorrow will be stinkier than usual.
Andy Milonakis was just in a commercial. I think.