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1.  Tip Jar.  Left sidebar.  Going toward gift for Rusty, who’s currently recovering from having his freakin’ appendix taken out in emergency surgery two days ago.  All proceeds to this cause until noon Saturday.

2.  All three cats are on the bed, and they’re all snoring.  I’m going to join them soon.  I has a tired.

3.  My alarm clock’s “function” button doesn’t work.  This means I can get to the screen where I’m supposed to tell it, “yes, please make noise at the appointed time” (that’s the “set” button), but I can’t actually TELL it to make noise.  Or, rather, it won’t listen.  I guess I’m using my cell phone tonight.  I LITERALLY just threw the box away in this morning’s trash, too.  No, I’m not kidding.  Bastards.

4.  I’m feeling MUCH better than I have been, except for some residual congestion.  Oh, and the whole nosebleed thing.  But that’ll stop when I stop using the nose spray (which I’m blaming for everything going wrong right now, just so you know).

5.  Tax free weekend, starting tomorrow.  I *really* wish my school loan check had come in already (there was an issue with insufficient paperwork or some shit), so that I could get supplies.  Oh, well.  It’ll be here in plenty of time to pay tuition (among other things…I haven’t forgotten about the events of last month).

6.  Speaking of which, my birthday?  Is a week from Saturday.  And all I really wanted was a vacuum cleaner.  My grandmother apparently is REALLY excited to take care of that for me (though lord knows when I’d receive it, because she lives 4 hours away, and wants to give it to me in person), so now I’m unsure as to what else to ask for.  It’s weird getting to the point where you know you’d feel weird not getting anything for your birthday (because, naturally, you’re still two years old at heart), but you don’t want to ask for a bunch of stuff that would just take up space.  When you’re trying to think of things you need, and you’ve got the kind of memory I do (I forget that I need milk on the way to the grocery store), things get interesting.

7.  I am seriously behind on promised photos.  Also on photos that I just think would be funny to share.  I wonder if I can rectify that this weekend…

8.  BEDTIME KTHX BAI

1 comment to Like Twitter. Except in a blog post.

  • At my age since it’s my Birthday it’s my own responsibility - sometimes I take friends out to dinner on me, usually it’s just me and my wife. Our presents to each other occur at other times, and whenever we feel like it.