- I was going to post on Friday, but all I could think to post was the 'free at last' portion of MLK's "I have a dream" speech, but I thought it would be a little sacreligious since I was merely reffering to a week of vacation from work.
- I understand how many different grammatical errors were in that last bullet, but I'm too tired to care.
- I have lofty plans of things to get done this week while I'm off of work, and I'm already trying to forgive myself because I know I'm not going to get them all done.
- I just dropped my laptop on my pinky finger, it hurts, and it's becoming hard to type because of it. And let me tell you what a weird feat it was to just drop the laptop on the pinky finger.
- My mother is out of a job, and spends all day at home. She knows that I'm off for a week, and she has made many plans for us. I may have to fake my own death to get out of them.
- Why do people text me to ask me if I'm napping instead of just calling anyways? I'll hear the text notification and wake up, just like I would if the actual phone rang.
- I have a lot I want to post about. I've been told that I must continue the September stories immediately, since I keep leaving them as cliffhangers and, oh yeah! It's November. I also want to post about my Wednesday night dinner crew, and how I feel about Thanksgiving. It's not a popular opinion, so if you are in love with Thanksgiving, you may want to skip this site on Thursday. Just warnin' ya.
- I haven't seen The Boy in three weeks, and I'm beginning to think he's a figment of my imagination. And then I look at the mullet wig in the back seat and know he's real and miss him all the more.
- Finally, I'm starting a soda fast tomorrow until Christmas. I've been living such an unhealthy lifestyle, and with the stress from work, it's all getting to be too much. So, while I have a week with little-to-no responsibilities, I'm going to use this time to detox. It won't be pretty, which is why I am doing it when I have some time off.
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