Sunday night.
May. 8th, 2005 10:24 pmWe have gotten so much done this weekend. Our house almost looks like people live here rather than just come in and throw their junk down before heading to a hotel where there's maid service every day. It's.. nice. I suppose I was inspired by the ebay lady, as mentioned yesterday. After dinner, I've spent most of my time fiddling with my journal style. Yes, yes, plenty of stuff that I need to do, but this was important! (Based on Transmogrified, by
absolut. Thank you!) I'm kind of done now. By that, of course, I mean that there are several little things that I should change, but I probably won't ever get around to it because I stopped working on it now.)
You know what I don't understand? People who comment on really popular blogs and just say "First?" or similar. What is the allure of being the first to comment? "Hi, I'm K. I have no life and obsessively refresh this page hoping for a chance to be first to comment." Or maybe I'm just not up with the all the coolness, or something.
Oh, dear. I just remembered that the sheets are still in the dryer. I should perhaps be making the bed up rather than posting here.
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You know what I don't understand? People who comment on really popular blogs and just say "First?" or similar. What is the allure of being the first to comment? "Hi, I'm K. I have no life and obsessively refresh this page hoping for a chance to be first to comment." Or maybe I'm just not up with the all the coolness, or something.
Oh, dear. I just remembered that the sheets are still in the dryer. I should perhaps be making the bed up rather than posting here.