Ok I don't normally post in the morning but I have a quick question.
Why is it that I wake up at seven am on the weekend, but during the week, at almost 8 am, I'm still dragging my considerable ass around the house and haven't gotten dressed? (note that if I want to be on time for work, leaving by maybe 10 past 8 is a good idea).
On a happier note, I paid my $2 and I can wear jeans today because I don't have a meeting with a client. Phew! (it's national wear jeans at work day for breast cancer research - don't know if other places do this as well as Canada?)
Ok. My microwave is beeping it's butt off telling me that my oatmeal has been ready for the past 15 minutes....and this lazy ass is still sitting in her jammies in front of the computer.
Asleep. Still asleep, regardless of my trip outdors with the puppers.
Oh and that loud aircraft that just took off over my house. Thank you Lachine, you bunch of asshats. Buy a house near an airport and complain when you hear the aircraft. So now, I get them ALL the time, because, essentially, they have to go somewhere. HELLOOO???? It's a good thing I don't believe in guns and that bodily harm isn't legal, I'd cause it constantly on those I consider buttheads.
And on that note. WORK!