I woke up groggy this morning. Not sure why. I know I slept deeply and dreamed vividly, so perhaps that has something to do with it. I dreamed that I was at work having to yell at different students to stop whatever wrong thing they were doing.
As I lay in bed I remembered I was unable to get on Facebook last night and couldn't replant at my virtual Farm Town farm - 8+ hours went by without earning me money! A travesty in the farm world. When I was plowing my fields just a few minutes ago the screen went white and a message popped up saying I had spy & adware on my computer and it offered to find and delete it for me. Um, no thanks. So now I'm using Norton to scan for viruses just in case whatever happened in those moments brought the plague to my computer. That wouldn't be good.
After a few days off I have to work today. The few days off weren't enough and I'd like a lifetime more of them pretty please. I'm especially loathe to work this evening because tonight is the season premiere of So You Think You Can Dance (known hereafter as SYTYCD), my absolute favorite reality show ever, and it's doubtful that Fox will have episodes online for me to watch later.
My home is a disaster. You'd think having the month off from school would leave me with plenty of extra time to either clean or keep things clean. It hasn't. Unfortunately. But on the plus side, I'm expecting visitors of the family variety next Tuesday so it has to be clean by the time they arrive. Too bad I have to work every day until they get here. Wasn't very smart of me to use my time so inefficiently.
A friend from school had some folks over for dinner last night and as a result I have apartment envy. She lives in a more industrial part of town in a former factory building converted into cool lofts with high ceilings and great floor plans. And the rooftop deck, oh don't get me started on the view she has. Amazing. My place is charming (and tiny) and all but sometimes I sure do long for more space and a rooftop deck with a fabulous view.
As I look over what I've written, if it were Christmas time the appropriate finishing words would be, "Bah Humbug." It's one of those days.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Random things
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Ha! I love that you worried about your farm. I think that makes you officially hooked now. My time spent on Facebook has increased tenfold since I started my farm.
Also, I think you need to invest in an old-fashioned VCR. Surely you can buy one at Wal-Mart (or as Matt and I call it, Dirty-Mart) for super cheap. Then you can tape SYTYCD.
such a farm travesty. its quite addicting yes?? it took me a few days to get the hang out it ... had to clear out my squares that weren't close enough ... gotta use all the space properly.
Oh Denise, she's hooked allright! You should've heard her today trying to get me to join! :)
Sorry you're having "one of those days" Kel, hug.
I don't think I want to get hooked on a "farm". It sounds like one more excuse to not go work out! HAHAHA
Hugs - at least you don't have a HUGE apartment that if filthy! It won't take you long to whip it in place
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