I'm Even More Boring Than I Thought
Good evening.
Oh wow.
I am so boring.
But you know what? It's hard to not be boring when you don't even leave your house. I need AIR. But I'm afraid if I breathe that air outside my lungs will freeze.
We seem to have some kind of flu-type bug happening here. Both Hubby and I feel it, Little R seems to have been spared. Could it just be from sitting inside the house for a week straight, chain smoking, living on second-hand smoke for air?
I don't know...I did go to the store yesterday and didn't feel any better while breathing the fresh, crisp, outside air.
And Hubby has been out more than me and feels just as crappy as I do.
It feels like a fever, cannot get warm. The furnace is juiced. I can tell it's hot in here, but my body still feels chilled.
We were supposed to have company this evening, but we cancelled, due to feeling like crapola. It was mostly Hubbys idea to cancel, I'm pretty much used to feeling yucky all the time. Nothing a shower and maybe a little walk with the dogs wouldn't snap me out of, I bet.
So, I've spent the last 3 evenings reading the archives of another blog I've begun to frequent. The archives go back to 2003, I'm in the middle of 2006 now. Pretty funny stuff. But I must admit, it's starting to become repetative. I love my dogs, they're so cute, pains in the ass, bla bla bla, I hate my job, coworkers are all fuckwads, boss is an ass, bla bla bla. But at the same time, its still funny.
Ok, here, I'll let you be the judge for yourself, heres the link...
I've been considering going over to the store and begging for my job back. Just to give me something to talk about on here! A dame came into the store today... But it was miserable when I worked there. The one girl who usually came in to work after me, after school, doesn't work there any more. She used to make mistakes all over the place, silly little things, like giving customers back their winning lottery tickets after cashing them in, thats a NO-NO. Even though she admitted doing it, I got blamed! The store owner always thought it was me fucking up, no matter what. There was no furnace. There were a couple of electric heaters, thats it. Don't think my old bones could handle that now. And the customers! All fuckwad asses. But I don't know, there seems to be a lot of changes going on over there now, maybe things are different. Besides we need some money. Enh....she didn't pay me enough anyways. Forget it.
The batteries in my camera completely died and I don't have any money to get new ones, ugh. Theres a ton of pictures to be taken. I've missed capturing many a Kodak moment folks.
You should see the path to the front door, pretty soon it'll be just like walking through a tunnel, the snow is so deep. And its still flippin snowing.
Yesterday was much more worthy of being a snow day than today was, go figure.
And so, have yourselves a cozy little evening.
Oh wow.
I am so boring.
But you know what? It's hard to not be boring when you don't even leave your house. I need AIR. But I'm afraid if I breathe that air outside my lungs will freeze.
We seem to have some kind of flu-type bug happening here. Both Hubby and I feel it, Little R seems to have been spared. Could it just be from sitting inside the house for a week straight, chain smoking, living on second-hand smoke for air?
I don't know...I did go to the store yesterday and didn't feel any better while breathing the fresh, crisp, outside air.
And Hubby has been out more than me and feels just as crappy as I do.
It feels like a fever, cannot get warm. The furnace is juiced. I can tell it's hot in here, but my body still feels chilled.
We were supposed to have company this evening, but we cancelled, due to feeling like crapola. It was mostly Hubbys idea to cancel, I'm pretty much used to feeling yucky all the time. Nothing a shower and maybe a little walk with the dogs wouldn't snap me out of, I bet.
So, I've spent the last 3 evenings reading the archives of another blog I've begun to frequent. The archives go back to 2003, I'm in the middle of 2006 now. Pretty funny stuff. But I must admit, it's starting to become repetative. I love my dogs, they're so cute, pains in the ass, bla bla bla, I hate my job, coworkers are all fuckwads, boss is an ass, bla bla bla. But at the same time, its still funny.
Ok, here, I'll let you be the judge for yourself, heres the link...
I've been considering going over to the store and begging for my job back. Just to give me something to talk about on here! A dame came into the store today... But it was miserable when I worked there. The one girl who usually came in to work after me, after school, doesn't work there any more. She used to make mistakes all over the place, silly little things, like giving customers back their winning lottery tickets after cashing them in, thats a NO-NO. Even though she admitted doing it, I got blamed! The store owner always thought it was me fucking up, no matter what. There was no furnace. There were a couple of electric heaters, thats it. Don't think my old bones could handle that now. And the customers! All fuckwad asses. But I don't know, there seems to be a lot of changes going on over there now, maybe things are different. Besides we need some money. Enh....she didn't pay me enough anyways. Forget it.
The batteries in my camera completely died and I don't have any money to get new ones, ugh. Theres a ton of pictures to be taken. I've missed capturing many a Kodak moment folks.
You should see the path to the front door, pretty soon it'll be just like walking through a tunnel, the snow is so deep. And its still flippin snowing.
Yesterday was much more worthy of being a snow day than today was, go figure.
And so, have yourselves a cozy little evening.
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