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Leaps of notLogic
I have decided today that I either need more practice at cooking or that I need to take a basic cooking class.
Case in point: french toast should be relatively easy...right? I mean the most basic version of it (milk, egg, bread). Between an uncooperating hotplate on the stove and my lack of cooking skills, I ate partially burnt french toast for breakfast.
Maybe its just me. :>
Also had a scare this morning that helped wake me up. Somehow, my brain turned some random sound into "Oh noes! One of the cats are trying to throw up!" Then it went, "Oh damn! Its in my room!" I pretty much jumped out of bed after grabbing my glasses going, "Not the books! Not the books! Not the books!"
Not a cat around though except for the two who where asleep around me on my bed. So, weird. For those going, huh? on the books sentence, my bookshelves are full or just about and I have lots of books on the floor and on top of boxes. It's an ongoing effort to make sure the cats don't do anything to them other than knock them off. Yeah, yeah, I should do something about that.
And I just realized today that I'm wearing the shirt I was wearing yesterday. We did all of the laundry yesterday and since I just grabbed the first black shirt that looked like mine out of the basket. So the shirt is clean and all. It just took me two hours to realize this. Oh well, I'm already wearing it, might as well wear it for the rest of the day.
That ends the adventures of the me...well not really. I'm sure today is going to be full of me being clumsy and knocking into things.
And I hope the AC people come by today at work. This is starting to get epic.
Case in point: french toast should be relatively easy...right? I mean the most basic version of it (milk, egg, bread). Between an uncooperating hotplate on the stove and my lack of cooking skills, I ate partially burnt french toast for breakfast.
Maybe its just me. :>
Also had a scare this morning that helped wake me up. Somehow, my brain turned some random sound into "Oh noes! One of the cats are trying to throw up!" Then it went, "Oh damn! Its in my room!" I pretty much jumped out of bed after grabbing my glasses going, "Not the books! Not the books! Not the books!"
Not a cat around though except for the two who where asleep around me on my bed. So, weird. For those going, huh? on the books sentence, my bookshelves are full or just about and I have lots of books on the floor and on top of boxes. It's an ongoing effort to make sure the cats don't do anything to them other than knock them off. Yeah, yeah, I should do something about that.
And I just realized today that I'm wearing the shirt I was wearing yesterday. We did all of the laundry yesterday and since I just grabbed the first black shirt that looked like mine out of the basket. So the shirt is clean and all. It just took me two hours to realize this. Oh well, I'm already wearing it, might as well wear it for the rest of the day.
That ends the adventures of the me...well not really. I'm sure today is going to be full of me being clumsy and knocking into things.
And I hope the AC people come by today at work. This is starting to get epic.
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I wouldn't be surprised of I've worn the same shirt twice in a row. I generally can remember what I wore the day before. Hell, I wouldn't be able to tell you what I'm wearing now without looking.
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I try to keep some kinda of track of what shirt I wore for the week at least since I really only wear about five or six. Mainly so I don't wear the same shirt on Wednesday that I wore Monday for school.