Hey, guess what.
I'm oh, so cranky tonight. I fought the cranky most of the day, but now I'm just so crotchety that my jaw is hurting.
What does cranky have to do with my jaw? I don't know, but my jaw hurts, so there.
Here's my cranky list:
I lost my good wireless mouse. The cheap one I got for next to nothing that falls apart occasionally but works like a charm.
I hate my other wireless mouse, a lovely Microsoft junker that flashes and works sporadically. Jerk.
Bear has dadgum fleas that we CAN NOT get rid of. And oh yeah, he's allergic to them so he bites and licks all the DADGUM time. ALL THE TIME. I'm slowly going insane from the sound.
Oh yeah, and my darling Bear has also decided that his favorite place to sleep is on my pillow. Which wouldn't be so bad, cause AW, but he walks back and forth across my hair multiple times PER HOUR. Every night. Good times.
Two of my girls are standing here staring at me, RIGHT NOW. It's their new favorite thing to do. Just stand in my bedroom and watch me. Creeps me out, y'all.
I have to go to an event tomorrow where I will see MANY people that I've known forever, most of whom haven't seen me at my current weight of A GAZILLION. I'm nervous.
I didn't get any $7 kids' jeans at Old Navy today because the first store I tried to go to HAD MOVED, and the second one looked like a circus so we fled. Tried online, but OUT OF STOCK. Wah.
I want some chocolate. Specifically, Good Chocolate. Anything from Hershey's on up. The leftover Easter chocolate just won't do. Those ChocoMallows in the kitchen are calling my name, though. That's not gonna help those Gazillion Pounds, yo.
I think I'm gonna have a yummy Advocare Snack Bar and call it a night, y'all.
Tomorrow's gotta be better.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Hey, guess what.