Friday, January 30, 2009

I assure you there really is a method to my madness.

Dear diary: Today is Friday. So, why am I at home writing this blog? I should be out. I plan on lounging a lot this weekend. Unless I watch the fight in Parma, then my weekend will be over before I know it. But man it feels so good knowing I can wake up and roll out of bed whenever I feel like tomorrow.

I have to sling shot my car to get into the driveway at work or else I'll get stuck. It's really pissing me off. I almost went out and shoveled the end of it myself.

I love grocery shopping...it's the paying at the end that I hate. Wish it wasn't so expensive to eat healthy or they way I want to.

Today was boring without you flirting with me at work. Totally joking. It was boring though.
Sorry to hear about Ayden being in the hospital. I hope everything turns out alright. Get well soon. Speedy recovery. You get well too by the way and rest up. MotY. You have to ask me what that means when you read this.

My conversation with another adult at work consists of yea...yea...oh...really? yea...I don't know...yea...yea...
Yet they keep talking to me everyday when obviously I just want to do my job. I wish more of them would interact with the children instead of with each other, but that's women for you. Wonder why the profession doesn't get paid much. Might as well give them a bowl of popcorn, a phone, and turn on the T.V. They already text all day though. I should mention they aren't all bad there.

It's official my cat's name is Precious. And I will probably be saying my Precious really creepy a lot to it.

I was almost ashamed with myself this evening driving home from work. I seen this attractive young female shoveling the sidewalk dressed in a maroonish zip up hoodie. I was like "Damn, she's hot, why is she shoveling? She is too hot to shovel. I should stop and do it for her. Then I asked myself now if she wasn't attractive would I have thought about helping her? Then I remembered several times driving home from work on previous nights that I thought about stopping and helping a few people shoveling who were guys and not so attractive women. So, I'm not shallow after all. I just had a brief moment of babeitis. I admit I was about 25% closer to stopping then I was the other times.

I found the perfect girl. She comes whenever I call her. She loves my attention. She loves to snuggle really close. She is obsessed with my hair. She lays with me in bed for awhile and then leaves and I don't see her again until the morning. Okay that's not all that great, because the best part of waking up is having someone you love next to you. She's dark and mysterious. Has the prettiest eyes. Her only probably besides having a little bit of belly fat and possibly being pregnant is that she is a cat.


Quote of the day: "Thou art to me a delicious torment."

Ralph Waldo Emerson

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