For as much housework as I accomplished today I think that is a personal best.
tagged: day off chores home housework
Purposefully sleeping on the "wrong" side of the bed tonight... Tomorrow will be so confusing. #fb 12:35 am Feb 09
@thecrookedbush *like* 12:32 am Feb 09
I hate when I drink sleepy tea, then don't ever feel sleepy in time for sleeping and get to work hungover, yet booze free... 12:30 am Feb 09
I love the way you lie #fb 3:16 am Feb 07
I'm still in love with judas 2:39 am Feb 07
So tonight was a giant bucket of #fail #fb 2:00 am Feb 07
I'm sorry if it sounds selfish, but it's me me me! #fb 1:42 am Feb 07
I would like to see Madonna before I die... Maybe if I had a boyfriend or an ex to arrange that final gift... 1:41 am Feb 07
Watching telly on my own then... #fb 12:27 am Feb 07
@Jason_Sensation I'll talk to you topped or topless.. 11:57 pm Feb 05
For as much housework as I accomplished today I think that is a personal best.

Twitter is down people! Twitter is DOWN! Now what are we gonna do for 2 hours at midnight… Huh? WHATAREWEGONNADONOW??
Okay, nobody panic. It’ll be… Fine. It will be fine.
I totally left work early today. No I didn’t sneak out, but I did leave early. A lot early. Normal people can enjoy doing that. Apparently I can’t. I knew I used to feel guilt if I left early, even if I was actually sick but I thought I might have changed. I haven’t. So when I got home and tried to take a nap (people are always talking about great naps) I of course couldn’t sleep. I have that guilty pit in my stomach. It’s really ridiculous. I should NOT feel bad. I never miss work! I have never called in sick! Ever! I am late probably more than I should be, but I stay late too… I could go on and on trying to justify this. I could. It’s the chatter in my head right now. I think I am going to let the logical side win and try to enjoy the afternoon. It’s a beautiful day. It’s so nice to be home. It’s so quiet right now. I love that, when the house is silent and the only noise is that of birds singing outside.
Now see what I did up there in that last paragraph? I went from raving-OCD-guilt-work issues right to a Mary Poppins-bird-singing thing. I love how crazy I am . Nutty as a loon, I tell you! [imagine cuckoo clock sounds now]
Easter Brunch is at my place this year. It has been hinted that the house should be “decorated for Easter”. Decorated for Easter? What? Huh?
Is there such a thing?
So today we ventured into the local Michael’s to look around. It turns out I was right. Not a lot of Easter decor. A lot of little things like for a table… So I am actually at a loss. What the hell do I do? I bought some fake red daisies for the table since I loved the real ones, but I can’t just keep buying fresh flowers. The cats might eat ‘em, plus maintaining them can get expensive. Those are kinda just for everyday tho. I also got some fake tulips. The tulips really say “spring” and they had red, so they totally match my decor. I put those into a glass pitcher on top of the bar. Now for the actual brunch I bought three traditional Easter baskets. I figure it’d be cute to do breakfast pastries and muffins in those.. The last thing I figured I’d get, and I don’t even know if it exists, is a large paper mache or plaster type rabbit. Something at least knee high for next to the fireplace. I think that will be impossible. But plan B would be fresh Easter lilies by the fireplace. We were going to get some anyways, it’d just be one or two more. We’d just have to put them outside right afterwards… I also think we should have hard boiled eggs on-hand and we could dye them, but that might be too over the top. No one in attendance is going to be age six. In fact, yeah, bad idea.
Anyhoo. I’ll have to remember to photograph the whole affair. If I pull off “decorated for Easter” I will want to record it for the internets..
UPDATE: Easter / SPRING decor attempts on Flickr.
Last night, and actually the night before I went up to bed a bit early. To read. I have gotten it into my head that I want to read more. I love books and reading and all that junk. So anyway, I figured I’d do a bit of reading before bed. A bit. As in some. Right. Now I remember why I don’t read too often anymore. I cannot stop. I get a book I like, and I read it till it’s done. I was actually up until 2 in the morning reading! Two! Sure, I am closing all weekend, but I really do not need to be up until 2. Because then I sleep in too long and miss out on anything (gym) else (gym) I need (gym) to be doing (gym).
This book I am reading has over 600 pages. I am already more than halfway done. I’ve had it for 3 days. It kills me to put it down. Is reading supposed to be like that?
“Queers are just better. I'd be so proud if you was a fag.” - Female Trouble
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updated: 02/09/2012 12:51 pm