Finally starting to feel better. I get congested every once in awhile, but feel much better. As for being sick, it has back logged all work. Spent the last two days digging myself out of a mound of work. Can almost see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Living on your own is so nice.. oO(sigh of relief)Oo .. Granit there are dishes in the sink, and boxes in the floor of my room that need to be moved, unpacked or shoved into a closet. Things have been going good. Kyle and I get along great. However (this is the juicy part), I am feeling tension with bathroom time. Kyle is one of those people that has to do everything in the bathroom instead of moving on to his room. Its not a big deal. I am just going to have to rework getting up earlier and into the shower before he does. And ya’ll thought we be at each other throats by the end of the week.
More apartment drama. Last night there were some cats, cats and dogs, or dogs and cats getting it on, or in heat. Whatever it was it sounded like a fire engine with a busted loud speaker. Luckily the Nyquil kicked pretty quick.
More work for me…. What is going on this weekend? I am going to see the Portuguese Rodeo Clown Company Friday and I have to work Saturday night. Maybe a little BBQ’in on Sunday..
Peace.
Oh, poor Rolan. He hurt his wittle arm… At least Nomar went down like a true man with a real injury… Shoulder sprain? Gimme a break. Mickey Mantle used to play with broken hands… Sounds like the Cards have gone all Sally on us.
Happy Friday everyone!
Shoo, what has become of your site. Barely anyone comments and the posts have become weak and non-insightful.