Saturday, January 28, 2006
What am I, 14 again?
I just got back from a birthday sleepover. What am I, 14 again? We watched movies all night, crashed there, and then watched movies all day. I feel like such the slug. The only time I saw daylight was when I volunteered to go pick up some ice cream. What’s a day of sloth and sluggishness without ice cream?
The funny thing is I kept thinking, “I havn’t written anything in my blog today!” I actually tried to this morning. I woke up before everyone else and booted up their computer. That thing had so many security settings turned on in their browser I couldn’t even log into Blogger. It was quite annoying. Probably something to do with cookies being blocked. So rather than messing with their setup, I decided to deprive you all of my witty and generally pointless postings until now. Instead I checked their computer for spyware and found two of them. So much for their uptight security.
Anyway, now I’m full of pizza and ice cream, sitting in front of the computer. I feel like I need to go jog 10 miles to make up for the gluttony and malaise. Only I hate jogging. Makes me wheeze. I am an asthmatic geek, how typical. Maybe I’ll go stare at the treadmill awhile and imagine myself on it for 10 miles instead. Nevermind, Big Pest and Little Brat and staring at me and trying to use their doggie mind tricks to get me to take them around the block. I think it’s working.
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