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trinityvixenIf you're a procrastinator and woefully lacking in will power, there's just no hope for you.
Case in point: me. I couldn't possibly resist the one-two punch to what little will power I do possess when I went home this weekend to find a $10 reward coupon to Best Buy and a store circular telling me that Dexter was only $25 for the week. I went, I saw, I purchased. Actually, the sequence of events was: I saw the TV sets on sale, did not see Dexter, started to get cranky about this, walked all over, came back to the sale section, found Dexter, petted it for a while until my dad and sister were done shopping, and, finally, purchased it.
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Speaking of family, though: my youngest sister--the cheerleader--did a number on her ankle in a practice and tore some ligaments and sprained it real bad. She's on crutches and not taking her time to heal as properly as my mother would like. I don't blame the poor thing--she really desperately wants to get back to practicing (she's a captain and this is her senior, last year)--I just hope she takes it easy.
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It's been going on for about two weeks now, but they're doing some kind of exterior work on our building. Which means lots of lovely drilling just outside my window. On Monday morning, after an on-and-off again weekend sleep schedule, this is the most annoying thing--possibly ever.
The sleep schedule, I realize is my own fault for the most part. I fell asleep at a party (woo! I am sooo social), then was unable to sleep until 3-4 am as a result, then slept too late in the day Sunday to get to sleep at a reasonable hour Sunday night. Did lead to some interesting television, though. Since my parents have a satellite hookup with a thousand movie channels, I used those to pass the time while I couldn't sleep.
For some reason, Ultraviolet was the best I could find. Oh, William Fichtner, why? And, while I normally really like Real Sex, the last segment on adult babies made me want to puke. I'm all for doing whatever you'd like to get yourself off so long as it doesn't hurt anyone else, but ugh. I looked at pictures of a real baby this morning and it just made it that much clearer to me how much I dislike the adult-baby fetish. Real babies? Occasionally adorable (yes, even I, the anti-baby grinch, have liked a baby here and there). Adult babies? Never cute. Not ever.
Case in point: me. I couldn't possibly resist the one-two punch to what little will power I do possess when I went home this weekend to find a $10 reward coupon to Best Buy and a store circular telling me that Dexter was only $25 for the week. I went, I saw, I purchased. Actually, the sequence of events was: I saw the TV sets on sale, did not see Dexter, started to get cranky about this, walked all over, came back to the sale section, found Dexter, petted it for a while until my dad and sister were done shopping, and, finally, purchased it.
*
Speaking of family, though: my youngest sister--the cheerleader--did a number on her ankle in a practice and tore some ligaments and sprained it real bad. She's on crutches and not taking her time to heal as properly as my mother would like. I don't blame the poor thing--she really desperately wants to get back to practicing (she's a captain and this is her senior, last year)--I just hope she takes it easy.
*
It's been going on for about two weeks now, but they're doing some kind of exterior work on our building. Which means lots of lovely drilling just outside my window. On Monday morning, after an on-and-off again weekend sleep schedule, this is the most annoying thing--possibly ever.
The sleep schedule, I realize is my own fault for the most part. I fell asleep at a party (woo! I am sooo social), then was unable to sleep until 3-4 am as a result, then slept too late in the day Sunday to get to sleep at a reasonable hour Sunday night. Did lead to some interesting television, though. Since my parents have a satellite hookup with a thousand movie channels, I used those to pass the time while I couldn't sleep.
For some reason, Ultraviolet was the best I could find. Oh, William Fichtner, why? And, while I normally really like Real Sex, the last segment on adult babies made me want to puke. I'm all for doing whatever you'd like to get yourself off so long as it doesn't hurt anyone else, but ugh. I looked at pictures of a real baby this morning and it just made it that much clearer to me how much I dislike the adult-baby fetish. Real babies? Occasionally adorable (yes, even I, the anti-baby grinch, have liked a baby here and there). Adult babies? Never cute. Not ever.
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