At least it's not Monday
It's Friday night.
Here is a list of the exciting things I've done so far.
1. Emptied the litter box
2. Played anagram word games on Facebook
3. Took a nap
I feel an urge to at least drive somewhere and do something, so I can reassure the world that I'm still alive. (I like to delude myself into believing people worry about that sort of thing).
Anyone have any suggestions?
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10 comments:
I went to take pictures of the sunset, but by the time we got to the river, the sun had set...so we went home...that's my evening in a nutshell! :o)
Go to TACO Bell and buy 17 TACOs.
I'm having a wonderful night of watching baseball on TV.
Mrs. Crotchety said you should get out and party it up, unlike her who is bored watching me watch a baseball game.
Mary: Aw, drat! Sorry to hear about the wasted trip.
Travis: I'm hungry, but I dunno about eating 17 of them! :)
DaOldMan: Can I come over and watch her watching you watch baseball? Or would that just be creepy?
I don't have a litter box but otherwise my Friday night looks about the same... except I also ate flaming hot cheetos and ice cream.
Marilyn: Hee! I've got some flaming hot cheetos here too! And I had ice cream earlier in the afternoon on Friday.
Wow, you really are bored.
:)
Can you get to Santa Fe by 6pm?
Who said anything about eating them?
DaOldMan: Truly!
Whall: Alas...
Travis: But that's what tacos were created for! :)
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