I may as well post stuff. It's going to be grumpy. If you don't want grumpy, leave now.
Why is it that the party is always hosted by the neighbors on the weekends when I've had too little sleep and I had planned on getting to work early? I had planned on sleeping from 6-2, getting two days' work done early and then having all day tomorrow to get stuff done. No such luck. Stupid neighbors. *sigh*
Marcus and Mike left this morning. I miss Marcus already. It's not that I see a whole lot of him during the week anyway between our work schedules, but it's still weird knowing he won't be walking through the door for a whole week. I'm sure the week will fly by though (if I can ever go to sleep), and he'll be home before I know it. It would be nice if I could surprise him by having lots of things done around the house before he gets back, but hell, who am I kidding? I don't have any free time. Well, I have free time now, but I'm tired as hell. I can barely type coherent sentences.
Damn, how long of an attention span does that stupid little kid have? You'd think he'd be tired of hitting that table by now.
I was going to bring a blanket out here and sleep on the couch, but our neighbors across the street are having a BBQ as well and some guys just pulled up with really loud booming music. Man, I just can't win today.
We had a pretty good rain storm about an hour ago. Why couldn't it have been one of those extended storms like yesterday that would've driven all the annoying little kids inside?
Is it me or is everybody's blogs pretty much sucking as bad as mine lately? Maybe I'm just too busy with real life to get into everyone else's mundane stuff. Maybe everyone else is too busy with real life, too. A lot of sites in my blogroll haven't even posted in ages. I'm not sure if I even want to keep this site up anymore. I'm torn about it. There's certain things I can't say here because of who reads this (not that I have that many readers, but still...). I've started censoring myself--"I'll post about this on my blog. No, wait, I can't. XXXXXX reads it." I haven't even come across any good memes that I feel compelled to do.
One good thing is that there are only 34 more days until the release of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. I've quit reading fanfic for the time being. Partly so that I can re-read all the the books to remember the real story and partly because I'm annoyed as hell with it. A couple of weeks ago I came across a really good story, but the site didn't mention if the stories were finished or not as some sites do. After reading 24 really long chapters, I find that the story isn't finished and the author hadn't worked on it in quite some time. Man, that so totally sucked.
Why must this kid scream? He's a boy. Boys don't scream. He's not just yelling, he's screaming. He's not even screaming for a reason. He's playing by himself. It's weirding me out.
I wish I had NyQuil here. That would knock me out so I wouldn't hear the screaming. I don't, though.
OK, kid suddenly left...I'm going to go try to get to sleep before he comes back. Wish me luck.
Why is it that the party is always hosted by the neighbors on the weekends when I've had too little sleep and I had planned on getting to work early? I had planned on sleeping from 6-2, getting two days' work done early and then having all day tomorrow to get stuff done. No such luck. Stupid neighbors. *sigh*
Marcus and Mike left this morning. I miss Marcus already. It's not that I see a whole lot of him during the week anyway between our work schedules, but it's still weird knowing he won't be walking through the door for a whole week. I'm sure the week will fly by though (if I can ever go to sleep), and he'll be home before I know it. It would be nice if I could surprise him by having lots of things done around the house before he gets back, but hell, who am I kidding? I don't have any free time. Well, I have free time now, but I'm tired as hell. I can barely type coherent sentences.
Damn, how long of an attention span does that stupid little kid have? You'd think he'd be tired of hitting that table by now.
I was going to bring a blanket out here and sleep on the couch, but our neighbors across the street are having a BBQ as well and some guys just pulled up with really loud booming music. Man, I just can't win today.
We had a pretty good rain storm about an hour ago. Why couldn't it have been one of those extended storms like yesterday that would've driven all the annoying little kids inside?
Is it me or is everybody's blogs pretty much sucking as bad as mine lately? Maybe I'm just too busy with real life to get into everyone else's mundane stuff. Maybe everyone else is too busy with real life, too. A lot of sites in my blogroll haven't even posted in ages. I'm not sure if I even want to keep this site up anymore. I'm torn about it. There's certain things I can't say here because of who reads this (not that I have that many readers, but still...). I've started censoring myself--"I'll post about this on my blog. No, wait, I can't. XXXXXX reads it." I haven't even come across any good memes that I feel compelled to do.
One good thing is that there are only 34 more days until the release of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. I've quit reading fanfic for the time being. Partly so that I can re-read all the the books to remember the real story and partly because I'm annoyed as hell with it. A couple of weeks ago I came across a really good story, but the site didn't mention if the stories were finished or not as some sites do. After reading 24 really long chapters, I find that the story isn't finished and the author hadn't worked on it in quite some time. Man, that so totally sucked.
Why must this kid scream? He's a boy. Boys don't scream. He's not just yelling, he's screaming. He's not even screaming for a reason. He's playing by himself. It's weirding me out.
I wish I had NyQuil here. That would knock me out so I wouldn't hear the screaming. I don't, though.
OK, kid suddenly left...I'm going to go try to get to sleep before he comes back. Wish me luck.
Name: LaDonna
