Hadley has puked in the car. Twice. Both times I have cleaned it up to the best of my ability. Last week I bought her a QUIK chocolate milk that she spilled about 14 seconds after I gave it to her. So now I will give you a moment to think about how my car smells.

Ok, it's worse than that.

I was laughing to myself taking Hadley to school this morning though because it's also reminsecnt of the ways boys' rooms smell. Teenage boys, college boys, even some grown bachelor "boys" that I know. Their rooms smell like a combination of fart, meat, sweat, fruit and now I have the secret missing smell: vomit and chocoalte milk. Tommorow I'm going to clean the crap out of that car. I have wiped up and vaccummed since the liquid release party but UNDER the seats there is a cesspool or curdling, festering nastiness that must be eradicated. Either that or I need a new car. Somehow I think I'll be cleaning the car.

I taped Rules of Attraction on IFC thinking it might be good and arty. I just tried to watch some of it while Finn was napping and it was horrible. First of all, nothing is "good and arty" when Dawson from Dawson's Creek AND Fred Savage from Wonder Years are in it. Nope. Sorry, it's ruined.  Boone from Lost and Shannon Sossamyn were in it too and they're at least pretty to look at. Fred Savage played a heroin junkie and he said "my dick" about 12 times, which was gross and made me want to call Winnie Cooper and cry. I still can't get the theme song from that show out of my head.  And don't try to make Dawson a callous jerk who does drugs and has sex with women and doesn't care. Please. Plus, that girl from 7th Heaven was in it. This apparently was the movie where all of these goody goodys were trying to mix it up and play against type.

So...I switched to injecting Methotrexate once a week instead of pills under the impression that the nausea and stomach cramping would stop. Um, yeah. The nausea subsided a tiny bit but the stomach cramping has increased as well as the loss of appetite! Oh joy. It feels like Freddy Kreuger is whisking eggs with his blade fingers inside my belly. Blech. I injected on Friday night and yesterday afternoon the cramping subsided.So that basically means I feel shitty from Saturday morning until Monday afternoon. Fun. At this point I might as well go back to the pills. I know I was naive to think the injections would solve everything. Argh. Oh, and did I mention that a side effect of methotrexate is acne? Yes. Hi, I am 31 and have zits like a 14 year old boy playing D&D in his basement with his sister on a Friday night and not going out because he says no one is cool enough instead of the real reason which is that he has horrifying zits on his face.

There is a cool documentary called Inside the Mafia tonight and tomorrow night on the National Geographic Channel. It looks juicy...