Now if I could just remember the lyrics to “Sister Christian.”
I can’t sleep. Well, that’s not exactly true. I fell asleep early and now I am awake at 2 a.m. Texted the non-BF to see if he was up: he either (a) is not awake, or (b) doesn’t want to talk about baby goats.
Got on Facebook and liked a bunch of status updates. Some of them because they were funny; mostly because I like it when someone likes my status update. With “like” being such a positive word, I wonder why so much drama goes on in Facebook?
Didn’t get on Live Cams. All the crazy shit goes down in the middle of the day for me because most of the ones I watch are in Europe. I still don’t know why that guy was working topless.
Speaking of hot, the motherfuckers at the Air Watcher Agency (or whatever they call those people who decide it’s an “orange air day”) are smoking crack. Today wasn’t an Orange Air Day. It was a Black Lung Day. I could barely breathe when I took the dogs outside.
I go on vacation soon. I need it in a very bad way. Note to those who look for houses to break into, I have an alarm system, a dog-sitter who is armed and an anti-kick door thingie. Plus, God looks out for drunks, fools and babies, and I meet two of those requirements. Three, if you count the fact that I am quite immature.
Vacation…I’ve worked during every vacation for the last five and a half years. Laptop there, answering emails, not really enjoying – fully enjoying – the time off. So in essence, it wasn’t actually “time off.”
My company owes me about 17 weeks of paid time off, they way I see it. I’ll settle for being “unreachable” during this one. I’m still taking a laptop, just my own. And I will have my iPad, but I still cannot figure out WordPress on that damned thing. I’ll be connected but I am hoping to be too busy to even give a fuck about checking in.
Thank God I am not staying at a clown hotel like I did last year in Europe. I didn’t sleep the entire time I was there. Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right – here I am, stuck in the middle with bags under my eyes.