Wake. Work. Food. Clean. CDW5. Kids to bed. TV. Tea. Here.
Remember when Avril Lavigne was a singer?Â At least, that was her listed profession?Â When will she get back to that, instead of doing dippy digital camera ads.
While we’re at it, can all the comedians who are still doing the “I hate my wife” routines?Â Just. Leave. Her.Â It’s not funny.Â Move on.Â It’s 2009, and that stuff stopped being funny right after it stopped being shocking that not all couples are happy.Â Shortly before television started broadcasting in colour.
Tonight, I’m going to play with Google Wave, ’cause I don’t get it yet.
That’s all I have to say about that.
I want the sun to come back now.Â I wanna start cycling again.
Also, Facebook on my Blackberry has lost its tiny mind.Â It’s sorta funny to watch.Â Reminds me of when Tate used to start telling a story and then get lost in the weeds and have to finish with “I don’t know what I’m talking about.”
1 thought on “Monday, where’d ya go?”
Avril is probably pregnant. And writing her own material. It takes time!
I hope there are some sunny days for you soon.