woke up still tipsy from last night's pity party.
did three hours of stats homework.
made breakfast of sauteed tomato, garlic, pepper, chives, oregano, cracked pepper, salt and one whole egg with two whites, drank a bottle of water.
walked 3 miles to and from the market. drank two bottles of water.
braved walmart AND lowe's. drank two more bottles of water.
fertilized plants and used new hose to water them.
stained shelves, waiting for them to dry so they can be hung over the stove to hold up my sprays, oils, etc.
finishing another bottle of water. (I refill a lot of them)
cracked open a Harp whilst waiting since it is still 100 degrees outside.
grabbed a hunk of the sundried tomato-oregano-garlic-whole grain bread bought fresh this morning at the market.
started episode one of Kitchen Confidential on hulu and marinated in my own sweat while waiting for shelving to dry.
once they're dry, will hang them, hang pictures on wall, rearrange cabinets, change litter box, take a shower, debate what to eat and possibly go see The Hangover at 9:15 around the corner.
will possibly then walk home with grumpy facial expression and pepper spray in hand so as not to be molested or spoken to by any weird people in the neighborhood.
and do the dishes at some point.
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Here's how life works: you either get to ask for an apology or you get to shoot people. Not both. House
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Originally Posted by Plan9
Just realize that you're armed with smart but heavily outnumbered.
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The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. Ayn Rand
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