1. I redid the navigational shiz for the blog. I reduced the # of posts per page..so do a scroll down and check out the high technicalness. I got really excited about it and, actually, I am typing with one hand; pinching my nipple with the other. (I have honesty issues)
2. I nearly threw up thinking about last nights dinner. Nothing makes a girl feel more ALIIIIVE and shit than a good old fashioned dry heave. (still havent had breakfast)
3. I updated wordpress on my server. This always makes me nervous cause I am an impatient slut who can’t like backing up JUST KIDDING!
Let’s see, what DIDN’T I do today:
1. get properly dressed. I got as far as my bra and jeans, swapped the jeans out for my cut off juicy sweats and ..yeah.
2. eat. it happens. I am so busy thinking about things to do that the important things oftentimes just sliiip away. besides, now when I have my cocktail there will be no food to interfere with the buzz … this is the only case (drinking) where “eatin IS cheatin”. Take note.
3. put last weeks laundry away. i hate doing it and now that i am a grown up i dont HAVE too. the way i look at it, is that i have nobody to impress with a spotless house. i already HAVE a husband who loves me, dirty or not… so why extend the energy.
5. shit i almost forgot 4
4. check any of my voice mail messages. again, can’t be bothered. i hate having to lie and say ” oh sorry i haven’t called back, i didn’t get the message” when I CLEARLY got the message. Friends shouldn’t be so needy anyway. I don’t have a life,or a job, but like, I can still find things to do. There is ALWAYS a toenail that needs clipping..whether it’s mines, my dogs, the husbands, the turtles.
5. i did not attempt to get a job. instead, i played on my website… learned a few more hacks, rewrote some code.. all for free because its just FUNNER that way.
ok, it IS time for a cocktail. I may not get paid for what I do here but sitting and thinking and typing and troubleshooting and staying sober until 7pm is still hard fucking work.
i love some of you.
xx
Crack Luscious
A Typical Bastard
