I braved the grocers today. Blech. As usual it was full of screaming ill behaved offspring who all had mothers that thought their offspring could do no wrong.
After having to peel a rugrat off my cart, I’m afraid I snapped at it’s mother. I informed her that if she could not control her rugrat, perhaps a leash could come in handy. She didn’t take that gracefully and stomped off in a huff! Muahahahaha
I also ran by the bank, got petrol, put the groceries away and played with my wii, chatted with Jules and did a bit of laundry.
Tomorrow I have a small job to do, installing a few computers and networking them together. Four hours of work for a lot of cash! w00t! I don’t mind doing small jobs here and there for extra cash, it’s kind of fun, let’s me get down to the bare bones of things once in awhile. Bang is going to be doing something during that time with one of his buddies, so it’s all good.
Speaking of my royal pain in the ass, he got me flowers this week, my fave black roses. Hehehe, I love these things, they are so gorgeous and smell so wonderful. Thanks baby!
I think on Sunday, we have peeps coming over for Sunday footie. Me, I hide upstairs on my computer watching whatever. I’m not an American footie fan, at all. It’s kind of boring. I might go visit with a friend on Sunday and leave the house to the guys. They can hoot, holler and curse to their hearts content! I know I laid in enough junk food today to feed an army.
Last Sunday, they had the grill going, the mini fridge stocked with beer and went through fourteen bags of chips, nine containers of dip, three bags of cookies, and I have no idea how many hamburgers, hotdogs and such? Bang loves to entertain it seems, so he keeps the stuff stocked and the guys always bring stuff over.
Last night, at exactly 1:25am, there was pounding on our door. Bang opened it and it was Cuplrit standing there with five cases of beer! I was afriad to ask why he was delivering beer at 1:25am or if he had actually purchased said beer, we just let him in the house. I think Alex booted him out again, cause he ended up sleeping on our daybed downstairs.
Now I have five cases of beer sitting in my dining room. Sigh. Oh well, it’s better than the transmission sitting in the dowstairs bathroom! Muahahahahahahaha
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