But Then I Got High...

Not really.

Well, I may be on a sugar high. But I need it. As I am you know where, doing you know what.

There is being on top of things and getting in early, and then there is still being here at 1:08 in the morning.

Stellar week all around. Really.

Productivity is now at an all time high. So much so that ... I just joined the Farnsworth Bentley fanclub. I was going to try to justify it, but I can't. So, I won't.

Check out the confirmation letter:

Mr. Bentley Fan Club Registration Confirmation

Thank you very much for registering to receive special announcments and event dates for Mr. Bentley. By registering you have also increased your chances for winning an autographed umbrella.

Oooh, now I have a better chance of winning a Farnsworth umbrella than the lottery. Hey the man did not get to be poolboy to the newest Proactiv spokesman for nothing. He knows the truth: You gotta play to win. Then again, he will never be the sage that our esteemed Mr. Diddy has become. My favorite quote, about the aforementioned, Proactiv gig:

In a 30-minute infomercial, Combs tells actress Vanessa Williams, "I definitely had an acne problem. I have to make sure my sexy is all the way right."

You're Goddamned right he does. The man has his priorities in line. We should all watch and learn.

So here, at 1:24 in the a.m. we have learned:

(1) The Bentley Fanclub requires no money to join, but it does demand that you answer three questions about Farnsworth correctly. Apparently, being in a position to show your devotion to the man behind the man is an exclusive club, is an exclusive privilege. You must not only be able to read, you must then be willing to read the content of the site. Lesson learned: Some people will do anything for a chance to with a $300 umbrella (yes, that is how much they retail for - a piece of wannabe doesn't come cheap), and fear rejection/seek affirmation so much, that they read the website to make sure they get the right answers, then proceed to share their story of self degredation in a cheap ploy for attention. :)

(2) Per the man the pre-dated Bennifer I (who is now inexplicably married to Gollum), even if it seems selfish, you must always, always "make sure [your] sexy is all the way right" at all times. Hey, at 1:27 a.m. it is every person for themselves. Or by themselves, but let's not go there.

(3) It is annoying when someone doesn't put 2 spaces between her sentences. It looks. Weird. And. Jumbled. Together. So here goes, a resolution I can finally keep: 2 spaces between sentences. One small step for CLC, one large step for legibility.

With that, I bid you good night. One more round of revisions for the Big Boss and I am headed home...