*crickets*

That's what's going on in my head right now.  Wanna write, but don't know what - nothing comes to mind; I have no words (for once: shut it).

The exterminator came yesterday to take care of the ants.  She told Chebbar she'd need to leave the windows open to air the place out.  When he came home, she'd left the patio door open as well as the screen.  Setting herself up for repeat business, you think?  That reminds me: I don't know where the fly swatter is.  Guess we need to hit the dollar store.

What else did I want to go to the dollar store for?  Oh, yes!  Batteries for the now-dead flashlight.  OH!  And a magnet(s?) for Temerity Jane.  And the other $20 worth of stuff we'll inevitably pick up.  Right.

Oh!  And my "over due" library fines?  VIN. DI. CAY. SHUN.  Yeah, totally went through my history for the past two weeks and saw that I did, in fact, renew my library books on March 19th at 6:07pm.  Suck on THAT, bitchy library lady.

I used to have this... "stork bite angel's kiss" birthmark-type thing a little left of center on my forehead that only appeared when I cried really hard.  Now, I just pop the blood vessels around my eyes.  It's super cool, really.

I have five days off.  FIVE.  And all I can do is whine think about all the stuff I have to/need to/should be doing.

Chebbar and I both got new running shoes last weekend.  I'm STILL enthralled with mine.  Except for the accent colour.

The fingers that the lovely Miss Tuna crossed for Chebbar worked: his phone interview went well enough that he has an in-person interview on Monday.

Mini Eggs are ebbil.  EBBIL, I TELL YOU!

So are whore moans.

And headaches.

And new contact lenses the first day you put them in your eyeballs.  Or is that just me?

My back is sore.  I'm tired.  I'm cold.  My eyes are fuzzy.  And I'm sure you're tired of reading my whiny, random ramblings, so g'night.  ;)