Today, I made some cookies. They’re the first thing I’ve baked on the stove here with the exception of play dough. And even though I apparently don’t have a measuring cup, using a Jell-o mold shaped like a frog seems to have done the trick well enough.
Haiku!
Go Mario Go!
Jump up and down on that guy!
Yeah! That’ll show him!
Still haven’t put my computer together. Haven’t even tried that much. But I have two days off this week (starting after tonight’s shift) so I shall give it another go.
A word of advice: It is better to give someone aid, than it is to give someone AIDS. Think about it.
I got off work nice and early today, but then I wasted it by taking a nap. Of course, if I hadn’t I wouldn’t be awake now, so who knows what the correct choice was? Not me.
Haiku!
Alarm clock ringing.
Soon is time for pottery.
Clay people rise up!
And with that, I bid another wasted day farewell and hope that the Langoliers enjoy it to the last drop.
I hope the walk wakes me up a little, because right now I’m way tired and I still have a whole night of work ahead of me.
Haiku!
When will the frog stop?
Will he go on forever?
Does his journey end?
Also, I’m nearing the end of the Minish Cap. That makes me way cooler than most people living in Third World nations.
If I had a friend who happened to be a mind-reading robot, I’d take him on a trip to Ireland. Can any of you honestly not say the same thing? While there, he’d look at castles and I’d think wisecracks that only he’d hear and then he’d start laughing and some tour guy would be all “Is there a problem?” and he’d try to cover it up. Yeah.
Haiku!
Forever is lame.
I prefer eternity.
It has more letters.
I played more Zelda (the Minish Cap) this weekend than anything. As if I didn’t find my time off short enough… Ah well, at least I’m totally way farther than Marq and it’s his freakin’ game.
I get spendcrazy when I work a lot. I’ve bought so many toys/comics/DVDs and such lately that I could have bought a goat for an African family and have had change. I know the prices. I honestly could have. I’m going to go eat so that I won’t feel so bad about that.
Haiku!
Dancing in the rain,
Jainie slipped in a puddle.
That is how she died.
I’ve often said that the year I was unemployed was the best year of my life. But then I look back upon it and I see I left my job with plenty of money and didn’t have any bills to pay or anything like that. I wasn’t unemployed. I was freakin’ retired. Dang, I don’t want to have to wait another fifty years for it to happen again.
