That bacon really stretches your face!

How do I keep living these days and then not remembering what I did with them? Obviously was nothing. It’s not like I napped the day away.

Matt came to get the massive pile of mail that was on our dining table. He gave us some very enthusiastic hugs, must’ve missed us. 🙂 Hugs are lovely.

We watched 27 Dresses this evening. Not too bad. We made enchiladas for dinner. Way too much onion, and the seasoning packet we used was kinda gross. I don’t like smokey flavour unless it comes from actual smoke. It was a fajita seasoning thing coz the store had no enchi ones and I figured I like fajitas so it would be ok. Ick. Stupid yuck. Didn’t much care for the enchilada sauce in a can either. I need to work on this meal. Make it fucking awesome.

I love that we don’t have neighbours that share walls with us. It’s 10:30 and we are listening to music (Jake had Jenn and James’ first dance song in his head, so we are freeing it) and I don’t have to worry about waking people or anything like that. Not that it’s loud or anything, but still. Lovely.

There has been a moth flying around the apartment for the last… 5 hours maybe? Long time. I finally got sick of it and took it outside. Moths are so much easier than flies and bees, very easy to trap in one hand and open doors with the other hand. Or maybe I just rock.

I need to clean out this computer. It is full of files… so many old pointless ones that just… have no point. Must go. Or at least be condensed somehow.

We have 2 wheelie chairs, so Jake is on ‘leather’ chair and I’ve got the fabricy one. His one flies around on the wooden floor so easily that I can pull him over to me if I want. Without my wheelie chair moving, coz mine sucks with the wheelie-ness (which is really good actually). I just find it amusing I can move someone 90 pounds heavier than me with such ease. It’s fucking fantastic!

I did this really long, really crappy, really frustratingly boring survey last night, and then when I went to save it… I had timed out. And the worst part of it is… I HAVE TO DO THAT STUPID SURVEY AGAIN! It wasn’t one of those ones that I’ve done 4 times before in my survey diary’s life and I was just doing coz I was bored. No, it was a new one. A CRAP new one, but still. Bugged me. But then I messaged Ellen to tell her and I got a very cute message back and it made me giggle coz it was cute and full of the word squishy. She’s awesome. Can’t wait to see her.

Entries are just as many random thoughts as you can get in one place, right?

title: Craig Ferguson is such a source of random words. Something about going to canada, or pretending to go to canada and really going for a facelift. And then blaming the bacon.