Work is fun and good. I think I’d still prefer to get money without having to do anything but oh well. What a busy week and I didn’t even update once, and of course I probably forgot about most of what has happened to me. My disgusting nieces have not only coated my gameboy SP in chocolate but they have also done the same to some of my cds, good thing I didn’t delete those files as well. I got a cute little tri pod but I haven’t used it yet. I need to get a little level guage and duct tape it onto it. I thought it was just a small little desk tri pod but it is actually extendible up to 40 “, I didn’t realize until after I took it home. Last week Food Basics had cheese on sale so we adventured over there to aquire said milk product. While there we discovered that somebody stole some pork. Not the packaging for the pork though, they stole the meat inside and left behind the packaging.
When Chris saw that picture in my Camera he immediately realized what store we were at. He found the same thing but this time the missing item was in the zip lock bag aisle instead of the cookie aisle. Than we drove home. Driving with Kathy is an electric experience with swaying lights. I dislike our Sunday night ritual where I take her home and say good night to her at some point in time. If only I didn’t require sleep, some day this shall happen. Or better yet someday I won’t have to say good bye on Sunday night but rather good night. I look forward to the day. Yesterday night a feast was held, well sort of, I was hungry and didn’t eat chineease earlier in the day. Didn’t really matter since I would have been hungry by that point in time at night. Brokeback Montanas has really good and filling nachos. I still feel large from eating them. Lots of beans and assorted items were heaped all over them in a delicious manner. Actually all the food served to us that night looked good enough to eat. There water tastes like ass, even a lollipop stick wasn’t able to fix that and the lemon wedge that was in there would have wilted away and died if it stayed in there. I tossed it into the nearest drink to me that wasn’t my drink, since the nearest drink to me was mine. While at Montana’s I heard stories about strippers and unexpected birthday parties. Not many of us at teh table remembered much from our Geography courses, namely put a legend on your map so people from any time can read and understand your map. This map could have been an archeological find of where some concrete barriers once existed. We than entertained our selves taking pictures of our twins and well making out with fish.
