-The poor guy who thought I was winking/flirting with him this morning. Sorry, dude, it's 5am and my contact got folded up in my eye. The only thing I'm trying to proposition is a bagel. Plus, you're wearing a Looney Tunes shirt with the Tazmanian Devil on it, and I've always been more of a Marvin girl.
-LaGuardia Airport, who decided that blasting Phil Collins at the buttcrack of dawn was exactly what we needed to get this day off to the right start.
-Nikki Reed, for reminding me that Us Magazine is wrong. Stars are not just like us. Because I definitely did not look as good as she did this morning at the airport (Exhibit A: cream cheese in my hair from aforementioned bagel).
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