So much to write, but no time...to write or even LIVE or something
I'll bullet it:
Neighbor had bad sex0rs again last night. Didn't scream at them to stop this time, for fear of losing my internetz. lol
I started working on my tax0rs last night, and gave up. Blah. I won't get much because I didn't get much. I don't see the purpose of doin' 'em at all actually.
Z -- out of great generosity -- made a mad dash and picked up (1) lots of paints for my new pic; (2) a great GREAT pair of jeans that fit from Express; (3) my favorite black converse (the red ones are le tired); (4) a wondermous candle from Cracker Barrel (I love their candles!). He's been really sweet and supportive from afar lately.
VS is getting my bidness right now for the GREAT sales they have on items I've needed for two years. Yay for VS! Yay for VS delivery!
I'll start working on the other Picasso tonight more than likely. This one is twice as big, and more interesting (plus it's part of a pair).
My bluetooth is a ho. It's tried so far to sync with my wireless mouse, my wireless keyboard, my iPod, other PEOPLE'S blueteeth(?) lol, the radio, the microwave, the neighbor while they were gettin' busy...I'm thinkin' Planatronics needs to rethink the ease of "coupling" whilst designing their bluetooths... ...blueteeth. Whatevs. lol
I'm actually secretly happy about my weight gain. I feel more "normal" now and there's not a soul on the planet who could call me "skinny" at this point :)
I'm sure I mentioned taxes...*eyeroll*
There have been many near-fatalities on the highway during my drives home from work. Just sayin'...
I've maintained my house since it was cleaned and fixed up all purty. I'm so proud of myself :D
We get paid every Friday. HOW MUCH DO I LOVE THAT?
I went by the office today to take care of some things, and he came in and helped me hang the print. I watered all four of my plants before he got there, and finished a bit of work. We stopped by Cracker Barrel after to eat dinner before he went to work. A good time was had by all.
Oh...I had a memo, and little rat claws is no longer in my "group". I HATE THAT. Hahahaha. However...my "list of people" has grown to astronomical proportions. It's scary, and I'm going to find out the intent or thinking behind this on Monday. My two favorite engineers were in today when I showed up, so we yapped a little bit. :> I'm glad -- otherwise, I would've been locked out.
I suppose I should get started on my taxes. NooooooooooOOOOO. Gaaaaaaaaaah I hate going through this process. Shouldn't be too difficult, since I was a broke arse, right? Yeah.
There's much more, but too much to put in one journal entry. I'm just glad to be out of the gas station with 57829573982575289 teens in it. I'm also glad I found the ONE gas station that charges $2.82 a gallon. Around here, the average is a leeeeeetle bit higher. There was a random act of kindness thrown in which won't be discussed (would lose its meaning), and so I'm all warm and fuzzy feeling about that.
Don't you wish you lived my life? THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT.