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I am so full of the tired today. My eyes are droopy and my body seems angry that I’m not in bed, or feeding the proper amounts of caffeine. I blame this partially on the fact that the Apprentice premiere snuck right up on us last night, and we watched a mind-numbing several hours of reality television that included Wife Swap (the My Husband’s an Asshole Druggie, Deal With It edition, apparently), The Apprentice, and parts of The Bachelor. Why The Bachelor? I STILL COULDN’T TELL YOU? I found Moana unpalatable, but I found the winner unforgivably Dull, so I’m not really sure who came out the better for this competition. Not me!

I’m also blaming the tiredness on Sunday’s Day of Beauty, that tricked my body into thinking it was on vacation. Abby, Krista, and I met for a delicious brunch, then went to the spa for hour long massages. We were then whisked away to Krista’s apartment, where we did 6-step Sonya Dakar facials, got drunk on margaritas, ordered Indian food, and watched MTV’s “Real Life: I’m a Competitive Eater” and the Project Runway recap show we missed. I’d never had a massage before, and I have to say it released all sorts of craziness into my body. I felt completely out of it afterwards (in a good, vacationy way), and adding tequila on top of that helped not at all. Did I mention that the massages and facials were belated Christmas presents from Krista? Here's to Christmas in February! Best day ever.

But now? It’s Tuesday and there is no more massages or facials or margaritas and I am just sleepy. Good thing I have the Ultimate Blogger competition to keep me on my toes. Real Girl is already slaying me with her pitch. Love it.

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