I tried in vain to drunkenly blog last night whilst eating a revolutionary microwavable potato. The potato was nothing special, just squishy and hot.
Today? Laundry, laundry and more fuckin' laundry. Lunch first, of course. And the never-ending search for a non-, or at least less shitty apartment. The boy's makin' Turkey Helper for lunch, HUZZAH, and I'm watching and blogging.
Last night, was fun, albeit low-key. Sometimes it's nice to get fairly drunk with your best guy, best gal, and good buddy. Tonight... perhaps we'll hit the so-called "scene" for some drinks and laughs. We'll see. All depends on how quickly/well I bounce back from last night's debauchery, and if we can scrounge up some people to come out with us.
Hot damn I wish our oven worked.
HURR, SMILEY.
Today? Laundry, laundry and more fuckin' laundry. Lunch first, of course. And the never-ending search for a non-, or at least less shitty apartment. The boy's makin' Turkey Helper for lunch, HUZZAH, and I'm watching and blogging.
Last night, was fun, albeit low-key. Sometimes it's nice to get fairly drunk with your best guy, best gal, and good buddy. Tonight... perhaps we'll hit the so-called "scene" for some drinks and laughs. We'll see. All depends on how quickly/well I bounce back from last night's debauchery, and if we can scrounge up some people to come out with us.
Hot damn I wish our oven worked.
HURR, SMILEY.