Facepants.

My computer blew up. Or something. I'm currently at mom's. Fat and happy and listening to Family Guy. Oh yes. Gotta find mom's XP disc so I can fix muh compy tomorrow. Or the day after, rather. 'Cause I work 12-9 tomorrow and then I think early on Wednesday. So I'll just be going home after work and passing out.

I miss muh baybeh. Yup. Yesterday was lovely. Got off work, went home, grabbed Terry, went out to Tacos Guaymas and ate muchly, drove him to the island with every intention of going back to my place, but I got too damn comfy. And tired. Watched us some Family Guy and passed out. Woke up around 6:30 this morning, drove Terry to work, stopped at Haggen in Stanwood and grabbed some Monstewwws and a hefty protein bar, got gas, then drove home. Right as I was getting ready for work, Joo-staaaaa showed up. Heh. Took Sarah, Kyle and Justin to work sos the boys could jobby hunt. And Justin applied and interviewed at Guess. Heh. Amusement. I'm all trying to hang shirts and whatnot and there's Justin, standing by the office waiting to do the phone test thing. HEH.

Anyhow. Work was good. Despite almost losing my cd wallet and having to pick it up at the lost and found. And almost swallowing a fire ant that had crawled into my Monster from outside when I was on my lunch. I ran into the bathroom and rinsed my mouth out for like 5 minutes. UGH.

GOOD OL' BOTTOMTOOTH! AHMFUG!

Tomorrow. Must wake up early-ish and vacuum out my car. It's gnarly. There's all sortsa pine needles and Terry's Sunchips on the floor. Heh. And cigarette ash everywhere. My damn ashtray fills up too fast. Or it's too small. Or something.

Mooooo.