So I was hoping to start writing in this blog a little earlier. As it is things have happened in recent past that would have been perfect to enter in here, so I feel the need to fill you in.
A) My darling husband changed his mind at the last minute about joining the police force and decided to get some schooling instead. There goes that extra paycheck I was hoping for. At least he's not planning on going back to being a mooching couch potato...that I know of.
B) This last weekend I was supposed to be marching in a parade with my fellow armed forces members. It was looking to be super fun. We had a kick ass float with the military band on top cranking out some wicked rockin tunes. I was really looking forward to it. I even volunteered to carry a huge backpack full of water bottles for my compatriots. This meant I had to wear a different uniform than my fellows since the uniform they were wearing doesn't allow for the carrying of over-sized packs. That was cool with me..I liked the other uniform better anyway. So I was having a great time handing out water and chilling with my pals when I get news that some higher-up with his panties all in a bunch doesn't want anyone with a different uniform in the parade. Pay no attention to the fact that it was by HIS order that I was wearing that uniform in the first place...
Anyway, so I got tossed to the curb like a sack of moldy potatoes...and while all my buen amigos got to have a rave party down main street with sick music, while they had old ladies running up to hug them and little kids looking at them like they were super heroes...while all that was going on I got to stand in creep-tastic dark alley with homeless people, gang bangers, and raging drunks, just waiting to be raped or stabbed, hoping that one of my superiors remembered to come back and pick me up.
C) A couple months ago my computer broke. So I bought my husband a brand spanking new super comp. for him to play video games on like a pro and in return he gave me his old one which was basically new and worked great...at least until he gave it to me. The day my darling hubby got his new computer he also bought a new antivirus and installed it on both computers. That afternoon I sat down, fairly quivering with excitement at the opportunity to have my own computer again. I turned it on...clicked on the internet icon...and the son of a bitch froze up on me. Now it freezes up every 15 seconds every time I turn it on, hardly works at all.
There. Now you're all updated.
LittleSpastic Out.
Monday, April 26, 2010
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