oh, good.
Anyway, I totally don’t feel like doing anything. I tried to go and get the Murano’s oil changed but there was a long line so I went and got breakast and took it home and now I’m back in bd and it’s nearly 10 AM on a beautiful Saturday and I don’t feel like doing a damn thing.
(This extends to just about everything, including this blog and my email and frankly, I’m not that into Facebook anymore so I’m nearly ready just to delete it and call it a day).
BLAH. It has been a loooong week. Last weekend was certifiably horrible, Gene is out of town (which is not a bad thing right now) and I worked my ass off all week at work. Payroll would be so awesome if it wasn’t for all the damned payroll. Feh.
So instead, a list:
Things I would like to do:
1) Go to see Mamma Mia (yes, I know. Damn you impossibly sexy Colin Firth)
2) Go to theme park and ride roller coasters (too pathetic to do this alone, I think)
3) Go buy a caramel apple. I’ve been favoring their peanut butter chip apples lately but I think I would prefer to kick it old school.
Things that I should do:
1) Go to work and catch up on all the mayhem that just didn’t get done. (If only I’d worked more of my ass off, ha)
2) Ubiquitous laundry