~ I wish this cold would get out of my chest already, it feels really shitty there.
~ I have no idea how much time I'll be around this weekend.
If I assume I won't have any time for this place, I'll have tons of it. If I assume I'll have tons of time, I'll have none. So I'm throwing my hands up in the air and giving up on trying to guess. I might be here, and I might not. Guess it just depends on how much I'm needed at the farm.
~ I've got to pee, but I don't feel like getting dressed again to go out to the bathroom.
This is one of the things I'll be glad for when we move out. It'll be my own home and if I want to walk to the bathroom in my underwear, by God, I'll be able to dammit! Something so small and seemingly insignificant can become such an important thing if you're constantly deprived of it and reminded that you're deprived of it.
~ I might bake cookies this weekend, I haven't decided yet.
~ My BIL is an idiot and is clearly an immature KID.
He actually had the audacity to tell my husband 'I hope you're just driving that thing until you get the truck fixed, because that car is UGLY.' As if it's any of his business in the first place. Besides that, it doesn't matter what the fucking thing looks like, it's going to get my husband where he needs to go, it was the right price, and it's not like we've got a whole hell of a lot of options. We don't have a family member to whine to and give over all the money and things we want like he does. Well, it's his girlfriend and her family, but still, we don't have that. Also, we have actual bills to pay, unlike he who only worries about gas, beer, cigarettes and car insurance. So he needs to butt the fuck out and shut up, and I told my husband I felt this way also.
~ We need a new board game or something.
Uno will soon become a murderous game otherwise. We constantly resort to playing it when TFYO/OFHG are here. My husband and TFYO are always all for it while myself and OFHG go into it grudgingly because by the time we decide to play, there aren't generally any other options. We wind up playing a few hands, screwing each other over, growing vengeful and then it just gets nasty. Anybody ever heard of a fist fight erupting resulting from a bad Uno hand?
~ I need to go to bed, it's 1:30am, I've got to get up at 8:30am and I need to get some sleep. Damn, looks like I am gonna have to make that trek to pee. So, g'night all!



