Random crappole...
Feb. 17th, 2007 01:33 amSo Grandma's remote stopped working, and she called my parents so I could drive down to her nursing home to fix it. Four kids and eight grandchildren, and she asked for me. I have to stop being so reliable. (Not that I really mind. I make it a point to visit my grandmother when I can, because she's old and she lives in a nursing home.)
Crap. I have to try and wake up somewhat early tomorrow morning so I can get a bunch of errands done that I've been putting off for like forever. Crap. I hate waking up early on weekends. It's a waste of a perfectly good weekend morning.
I have to remember to drop a reply letter to a certain angry fellow in the mail, a few of you know of whom I speak (if you don't know, don't worry about it).
And at some point this weekend, I have to tighten that loose belt on my car that I've been meaning to do for about two months now.
New Clutch album comes out next month.
Whatever. Back to your regularly scheduled lives.
Crap. I have to try and wake up somewhat early tomorrow morning so I can get a bunch of errands done that I've been putting off for like forever. Crap. I hate waking up early on weekends. It's a waste of a perfectly good weekend morning.
I have to remember to drop a reply letter to a certain angry fellow in the mail, a few of you know of whom I speak (if you don't know, don't worry about it).
And at some point this weekend, I have to tighten that loose belt on my car that I've been meaning to do for about two months now.
New Clutch album comes out next month.
Whatever. Back to your regularly scheduled lives.