damnitt. i caved. you know how i said i was holding Friend's banana pudding hostage because he's a turd and has yet to see my puppies (nevermind the fact that he hasn't seen me all week, and there's that little fact that he never comes to my house)? i finally gave in - even though he didn't bother to answer the phone the 4 times i called. I was sick of seeing it in my fridge and all too tempted to eat it. come to think of it, i should have eaten it. but i'm such. a. good. friend. that i didn't eat it (ok, i took one bite). i also said "fuck cooking" when he once again informed me it was too hot to eat and just settled for 2 weight watchers quesadillas. they're really good by the way, but one just isn't enough (8 points for 2).
anyway, call me names...damnitt, i caved. but i gotta say, i did really well. i went FIVE days!
guess that's one thing on my list i won't be accomplishing before monday. i also highly doubt i'm going to get much of anything else on that damn list accomplished, so i'm making a new one:
13 things Biddy Hopes to
Accomplish Before Monday
- take sheets out of dryer and make bed
- take a bath
- straighten the living room
- take out the trash
- feed the puppies
- wash one load of clothes
- remember said load of clothes before they sour
- brush my hair
- make a peach cobbler (before the effing peaches go bad)
- tighten my toilet seat so i don't fall off the side again
- kill the flies of fucking steel that have taken up residency in my house
- scrub the kitchen floor
- go to church
i'll be doing good to get oh, three of these done. but let's face it, this is a much more realistic list...
i'm still pissed i caved. damnitt
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