Argh. The Frat Boys next Door are doing that thing where they're not having a party, just maybe 3 friends over, and they're not being consistently loud, just stepping out for a cigarette or a cell phone chat on the deck every 15 minutes. Except it's gorgeous, so I have the windows open, and every time they step outside and start to talk in semi-drunk tones of voice they wake me up. I don't even feel justified in complaining, which somehow makes it worse.
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Okay, so I just skipped a bagillion posts. Anything exciting happen in the last fortnight?
California seceded from the Union and finally put Emperor Norton on his rightful throne.
I'm having a serious problem with motiviation this morning.
But it's Saturday, Sue. That's what they are for.
But I can't even motivate myself to do things I want to do! The main barrier is I need to shower, and my apartment's cold, so I don't really want to get into a shower.
Oh, that is bad. Maybe coffee, or a nap?
a nap
Ha! I have been in and out of bed like a jack in the box all morning.
I seem ot have acquire some zip. I have oatmeal, and I've jacked up the heat in the bathroom. I may have to give into the cursed caffeine too.
I was just thinking I would go back to bed too. Although, the Orb is with us, at least briefly, so I am also contemplating a walk outside as well.
I showered! And had beakfast! But now I seem to have stalled out. I need to get laundry in, but it's chilly and rainy here. Bleh.