Easter
Well, while I'm pissing around getting ready for work, I might as well
tell you how I spent my Easter. We were invited to my aunt's, but the
whole charade has apparently become too much for even my mother to
handle, especially with the sucky food. So she opted not to go claiming
she didn't want to spend her day off running around and what have you.
I rolled out of bed around 10am and did my standard going 3 feet to my
computer and ploppling my ass down to check my e-mail. I do that before
anything. On an average day I reveive 3-8 pieces of non-junk mail. I
reload Outlook all the time, just to check my mail. I love getting
mail. Both my domain accounts spill into the same Outlook box, so
that's always handy.
Anyway I was gonna get my MarioKart on but for some reason I can't find my fucking controller. So that was out. I wasn't in the mood to clean to look for it. I ate candy and watched lots of VH1 while my cat used my lap as some sort of sofa. Around 4pm we had dinner. I had turkey because I'm special, but everyone else had this weird pre-sliced ham. After that, stuffing, and mashed potatos I went back to my room and curled up next to my cat and took a nap.
I woke up and ate more candy. Then I watched Follow That Bird because I couldn't find any Easter specials. Then I dug up dirt on people I work with on MySpace. Nothing like finding a photo of someone you work with in their underwear and their ass totally hanging out. Yay internet.
Anyway I was gonna get my MarioKart on but for some reason I can't find my fucking controller. So that was out. I wasn't in the mood to clean to look for it. I ate candy and watched lots of VH1 while my cat used my lap as some sort of sofa. Around 4pm we had dinner. I had turkey because I'm special, but everyone else had this weird pre-sliced ham. After that, stuffing, and mashed potatos I went back to my room and curled up next to my cat and took a nap.
I woke up and ate more candy. Then I watched Follow That Bird because I couldn't find any Easter specials. Then I dug up dirt on people I work with on MySpace. Nothing like finding a photo of someone you work with in their underwear and their ass totally hanging out. Yay internet.



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