Today I have to go find a birthday present for a co-worker from my residents and I for his birthday.  I’m leaning towards a shirt that says something distasteful!  A favorite saying in my family came one a button it said, “Birthdays come once a year.  Aren’t you glad your not a birthday?”  I mean if you leave something like that up to me you know you will get something interesting.  Then again being charged with sexually harrassment would suck too. LOL!

Then after that I need to do so laundry, dishes and vacuum the stupid floors.  Just to make sure that everything is ready before the weekend.  If I don’t it will be twice as shitty on Monday.

Then for fun later on in the evening I’m planning on a long writing session for my book, work some things out. 
So doesn’t that just sound like the most stimulating day ever?  Yes I am being sarcastic and I’m making stupid faces at the same time.  Anyone want to trade?  I fucking HATE shopping!