I am still not done with my papers and take-home finals, but.....
1. My house is clean
2. My laundry is clean
2.5. My dishes are clean
3. My packages are mailed
4. My car is washed
5. My old numbers are programmed into my new phone
6. My email replies have been sent
7. My refrigerator has groceries
8. My skin is tanned
9. My pilates ball is inflated
10. My Victoria's Secret bill is paid
11. My eyebrows are plucked
12. My CDs are organized
13. My practicum interviews are arranged
14. My body is exercised
15. My cell phone is dead
16. And despite all of this I am very well rested
Who says procrastination is a bad thing?
Unfortunately, I haven't even started working on my schoolwork due Thursday so tomorrow is going to be one helluva day for me. My reward for a job finished? I have all day of glorious Friday off of school and work (a very rare occurence). I may even be tempted to go to my least favorite place and dance on my least favorite dance floor with gord462 as long as I am drinking my favorite drinks.....and shots.....and I have a lot of favorites!
Who wants to come out and play?
Oh, yeah.....once again, my neighbor has me beat for wild nights. We have a special wild night story swapping bond since our pimp-n-ho Lake Shasta houseboat trip last summer (I'll never forget the ride home....my best friend from WI called me to tell me she got engaged the day before....I told her I was running around in a whipped cream bikini the day before!) Beyond that, what happens in Shasta stays in Shasta....Anyway, he likes to scare me by just standing outside of my window looking in....now that it's warm and they are open, I can hear the approach. As I was doing my dishes this morning, he scooted up to the screen full of smiles and said he's been up since 9 am. I've had to practically break into his house before at 1 PM to wake him up so naturally I know something is amiss. "I guess it's cuz I slept at the Best Western last night...." he says. Apparently, the whole 1/2 mile was too far to bring the girl home from the Open Bar, so they just stayed there instead (or is my suspicion that he's been also hooking up with his roommate true?). Either way, it cracks me up when my friends stay at hotels less than a mile from their homes to have sex......maybe they like doing the walk of shame
1. My house is clean
2. My laundry is clean
2.5. My dishes are clean
3. My packages are mailed
4. My car is washed
5. My old numbers are programmed into my new phone
6. My email replies have been sent
7. My refrigerator has groceries
8. My skin is tanned
9. My pilates ball is inflated
10. My Victoria's Secret bill is paid
11. My eyebrows are plucked
12. My CDs are organized
13. My practicum interviews are arranged
14. My body is exercised
15. My cell phone is dead
16. And despite all of this I am very well rested
Who says procrastination is a bad thing?
Unfortunately, I haven't even started working on my schoolwork due Thursday so tomorrow is going to be one helluva day for me. My reward for a job finished? I have all day of glorious Friday off of school and work (a very rare occurence). I may even be tempted to go to my least favorite place and dance on my least favorite dance floor with gord462 as long as I am drinking my favorite drinks.....and shots.....and I have a lot of favorites!
Who wants to come out and play?
Oh, yeah.....once again, my neighbor has me beat for wild nights. We have a special wild night story swapping bond since our pimp-n-ho Lake Shasta houseboat trip last summer (I'll never forget the ride home....my best friend from WI called me to tell me she got engaged the day before....I told her I was running around in a whipped cream bikini the day before!) Beyond that, what happens in Shasta stays in Shasta....Anyway, he likes to scare me by just standing outside of my window looking in....now that it's warm and they are open, I can hear the approach. As I was doing my dishes this morning, he scooted up to the screen full of smiles and said he's been up since 9 am. I've had to practically break into his house before at 1 PM to wake him up so naturally I know something is amiss. "I guess it's cuz I slept at the Best Western last night...." he says. Apparently, the whole 1/2 mile was too far to bring the girl home from the Open Bar, so they just stayed there instead (or is my suspicion that he's been also hooking up with his roommate true?). Either way, it cracks me up when my friends stay at hotels less than a mile from their homes to have sex......maybe they like doing the walk of shame
i know that place you dread. get very drunk and prepare to get your ass grabbed. many times.
maybe J's girl was too skanky for his own bed. anything to avoid doing laundry. do you really suspect him and the roomie are hooking up? i don't think so, but i'll lurk outside their windows with you just for fun.