I am sitting on my couch, watching Rusillo and Kanell and watching my cleaning ladies work their tails off. The table in front of me is littered with empty bear cans and boxes of pizza. There is a trash can 8 feet away from me. While I am not going to do so, it is very easy for me to get up and atleast throw some things away into the trash can. But I am not going to. Too much blogging to do, to much preparation for my finals. But is that a bad look? I even asked one of the cleaning ladies on a date tonight she said yes. So wednesday night I am going on a date with my cleaning lady who happens to be a Saint of a Woman.