no job is too small…for me to obsess over
I tried 3 times yesterday to post something. Each time I got distratcted and closed the browser window. Dammit. Ok so. I forget what I was going to prattle on about.
I went to the gym at about 12 this morning and stayed there till about 1:40am. All my muscles were quivering. My heart was steady but not too fast and I was HUNGRY. It’s weird the way that works. Usually as soon as I sit down after a work out, I could eat Dub…whole….with a little ketchup.
Hugo seems to be in an ok groove right now which makes me happy. I didn’t get jack shit done this weekend so today I’m getting all the laundry together, scrubbing the toilets, putting away the dishes, and trying my hardest not to kill the dog. He keeps snagging my socks and running under Hugo’s bed and eating them. I’m currently wearing sandals because I have a severe sock deficiency which is turning into a sock famine.
I also tore apart my room yesterday looking for my belt..so I will have to put that disaster back together. So much to do…so little desire to do any of it.
powered by tofu
There was a lonely little DeskJet printer in Don’s office that had been abandoned. 952C. Awww. It weighs a ton. And both ink cartridges were worn out. But it works! I can print color at my leisure for the first time in my LIFE. I’ve never had a printer and now I do. I’m such a dork.
we customize to fit your needs
I take care of my people. I don’t have scores of friends. My family, those that don’t mind me, are very important to me. I bitch a lot and complain a lot but if I see that someone needs something, I’ll always step up.
What is odd though, is that as vehement as I am about it, it makes me extremely uncomfortable to do so. This post is mostly for M & J and to let them know that I did what I did for them without expecting any kind of payment. Then M offered and I’m standing there like… “D’oh” because I know how pride works and I really hate to step on anyone’s toes or get mine squished. I am also horribly socially inept. It happens. So I say what I need to say here and all is well…hopefully. So, consider it a housewarming present, a welcome back gift (way late but hey), a “thanks-for-not-disowning-me-even-though-i-went-totally-insane-and-while-you’re-at-it-could-you-please-forget-that-part-too” present.
Still would like to take you out to dinner and such. Please remember what a shy loser dork I am and overlook me as much as possible. Thank you. ^^