i love the summer. what is better than waking up at 9: 30 precisely every morning to the sound of birds chirping and my cat licking my face? i wander downstairs (almost fall down them due to a misplaced flip flop) and rummage through the empty kitchen cabinets for some fruit loops or left over pizza...turn on the teevee for a re-run on Dawson's creek and Maury to see who's the lucky baby daddy...