So I took a flight home from Burlington to Chanhassen last night. blah... all I gotfrom that was a giant headache.
I came home, watched Gladiator, andslept... like a baby... from 10pm till noon the next day. You heard me.. 14 hours off andon.
Greg and I setup the little 4.5' prelighted tree he purchased over the weekend! w00t!It's beginning to look at lot like Christmas! :)
Did some laundry, went to Target, and Taco Hell... I tell you, some guys have all theluck... me, I have none. Greg walks up to the “drop a coin into the bubbling water,land it on a platform and win something“ game. I proceed to tell him, “Thosethings are impossible, the bubbles make it tough. I've never won on those stupidthings.“ Guess what, one fucking nickle later and the bastard wins. What does hewin? Cinnamon twists! (fried beef fat covered in cinnamon, we think). He claims“skill“, I say “luck.“
We were good semaritan's tonight... and it didn't have ANYTHING to do with the factthat there was a hot girl involved. But we helped our neighbor Brett move his daughter's(the hot girl) queen sized bed up the stairs. We did our good deed for the day! :: grin:: Btw, her name was Jessica... hopefully more than a day over 18. We estimated that shecould be anywhere between 15 and 19, but with my luck, she's 16...
I hope my quick highlights were good enough for a laugh or two. I promise to get moreinteresting and notso negative in thefuture :)