What is that poking feeling?

Oh. It's me being poked by tjbrown1978. Sometimes things are exactly what they...are.

I've been cheating on you with myspace. And I'm not sorry about it! Myspace is addicting. I take no responsibility for my actions.

Also, I worked days last week, which equals very little online time because the computer must be shared. Well, I worked some days. I actually took two and a half days off to help my sister move into her new apartment. Good times. Who needs the gym when you can move furniture? We love our parents, but we were really glad that they went home Thursday and the schedule could return to normal. I think they were really glad to go home, too. Moving is hard work.

And ravenluvslex and I have decided that we need to move to the beach. Or that the beach needs to move to us, since neither of us have any real intention of moving. Except her intention of moving here. That's still real.

My rearview mirror on my car fell off a couple of weeks ago. I enlisted Dad to assist in the reattachment process. Ah, bonding. Now the car is idling and the check engine light is on. Grr...sounds like transmission trouble to me. Transmission trouble is expensive. I wonder if my mechanic would be interested in my firstborn.

*yawns really, really big*

It's a little early in the shift for that. Perhaps I shall obtain a caffeinated beverage from the machine.