Xander ,'Lessons'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I am trying *so hard* to convince myself to do somethingDishes, laundry, clean up even one pile of crap lying around, vacuum... Yeah doing any of these would be good.
Instead I am refreshing pages, laughing at puppycat who happily burrowed into a pile of comforter and I watched the Daytona 500. Really? Not a lot to show for today.
I am trying *so hard* to convince myself to do something
I went through my iTunes library and re-categorized everything into its proper genre. (Because even though iTunes recognized Classic Rock as a genre, it refuses to automatically put anything in there, leading all of my Rolling Stones to be auto-classified as Pop.) I feel very accomplished.
I just put clothes on, with the idea of scraping snow off my car, then I realized I don't have to work tomorrow. Anyway, I've been playing Dungeon Siege all day.
I'd intended to tag all of my entries in my livejournal from 2004, but I was seriously talky meat that year. I got up to March and gave up.
The iTunes thing? I would totally do it if I didn't have three thousand songs on there.
As it is I'm watching an Ellen Degeneres DVD and contemplating the benefits of making pasta (namely eating) versus the downsides (having to move to go to the basement and wait for water to boil).
I bought a Mr. Clean magic spounge and while I was heating up my dinner unwrapped it to see what it was like and... and...
It WAS magic.
Not just that it cleaned, that I had fun cleaning with it. Dude. Magic.
I've done absolutely nothing today, too. Well, I vacuumed in a fit of productivity early this afternoon, but otherwise I've been on the couch replying to email. It takes so much longer to write in Spanish than it does in English.... I guess I could spin my sloth today as my attempt to learn more Spanish, but I think that would be stretching credibility.
Eh, you know enough Spanish. Hang out with me.
How did you manage to stay vegan in South America?
I went to the coffee shop.
BART to SF and met my sister. We did some mild shoe mocking. and as per usual somehow I bought socks. I only buy socks with her. very strange. We went to the cheesecake factory to consume TOO MUCH FOOD. then to LUSH.
then I came home, let the cat out, and caught up here.
I did spend money today, so I guess I did something today.
I bought a Mr. Clean magic spounge and while I was heating up my dinner unwrapped it to see what it was like and... and...
It WAS magic.
Not just that it cleaned, that I had fun cleaning with it. Dude. Magic.
I don't care how much I pay (Too much, Magic Sponge)
I wanna sponge my kitchen each day (Too much, Magic Sponge)
I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it ... (You can't have it!)
Cleaning and scrubbing every day
I even washed my baby
Cleaning and scrubbing every day
'Cause I keep cleaning every way
Magic Sponge, Magic Sponge, Magic Sponge ...
Not just that it cleaned, that I had fun cleaning with it. Dude. Magic.Crap. I forgot to buy me one of those too.
I did, at least, do half of my dishes. The other half are soaking because I ran out of drainer space and a couple of them might have needed to soak. Mainly I ran out of space.
I just checked and my new temp apt has a dishwasher. Sweet zombie jesus that rocks.
I at least need to get in a load of laundry (washed, dried and frickin put away) and the rest of my dishes done tonight. I am an adult and just maybe I should live like one.
Meanwhile the white puppycat just emerged from the uncovered and jumbled up comforter. So my comforter no longer is blinking at me as white cat + white comforter = blinking comforter. But at least I won't accidentally smoosh her either.