happy turkey day to all you americans down there, okay? send me some pie if you think about it, please.
after dragging christopher along to wal-mart last night to pick up my dad’s birthday present, he’s now said that if i ever feel the need to go there again because something is cheaper he’ll just pay me the difference. my poor boyfriend, he suffers so much for me.
so, thanks for those of you who voted for me in that blog award thing. i’m not even being sarcastic since i didn’t make it past the first round in either category. le sigh. i suppose i’m just not awesome enough to warrant fame. that’s okay, i couldn’t afford to pay for more bandwidth to handle the increased traffic anyway.
i wonder if spamming actually makes money. i could use a new, more lucrative, less time-consuming career, which allows me lots of time to surf the internet and hang out on my new couch (7 sleeps!).
speaking of the couch, i’m starting to get used to the big, empty space in my livingroom. of course, it currently has two camp chairs in it, but i kind of like that it could be completely empty in less than three minutes. i should get over that. i know that once the couch arrives, i’m going to be so happy it has. i can’t wait! can we just fast-forward to next thursday? please?
my favourite part of the day is between waking up and getting out of bed. i’m comfortable, warm, relaxed. my sheets feel good against my skin and i’m totally safe in my cocoon of cotton. unfortunately, this is followed by the worst part of my day: actually getting out of bed. life is so unfair.