cornerofmadness

This morning while working up the energy to go do laundry and arm myself for mouse war I was talking to a friend of mine. He and I were comparing the types of nail polish we had on and I realized this is probably how Winry and Garfiel's day starts out.

I dragged out the sun moon and stars tea I got from World Market and since I bought such a small amount they put it in a ziplock bag. I remembered dad taking it out when he helped unload the groceries. "where did you stop for the pot?" don't get excited dad. We're not getting the hooka off the shelf for this.

I finally got my writers group critiques out. Geez. I'm slow.

I still need to work on so many stories.

It's too hot to garden. These plants i bought a week ago are going to die before i get them in the gound but my gladiolas came up, one white one red so far.

I caught something in another glue trap. Me. Way to step in one, idiot.

Talked to dad about the spray foam. Did anyone else know this was strong enough to fracture a wall if used wrong? Wow, no pressure there.

i keep thinking it's saturday since i don't work fridays in the summer. yay teaching. Hey I'm getting a 1% raise. go me.