Please sit down before reading this.
Today, get this, I actually left my house on a day off work!
I know, unbelievable. But true nevertheless.
After spending the first half of the day thinking up creative ways to kill myself*, I suddenly found myself energized this afternoon. This was a good thing, because I had important and pressing shit I needed to do:
1. Buy a toilet thingy, because my old thingy broke.
2. Buy some water-softener salt.
3. See what new DVDs were at Wal-mart.
So I did the first thing, then I skipped the second thing and went to Wal-mart. While I was buying some new movies, and contemplating going back home to preheat my head at about 400 degrees*, my phone rang.
So instead of offing myself*, I ended up going to Louisville to have lunch with HatGirl. It was, of course, very nice. though this is now twice in less than a week that I've had lunch with HatGirl. I may be becoming spoiled. I may just start showing up at her house to demand, "What are we eating?"
Anyway, I didn't eat anything today. I had a Breckenridge Porter (146) though. It was good. And the company was so good that I didn't need to eat.
And AlliGirl got to meet HatGirl, and vice-versa.
Then we went upstairs to check out some bar prospects for HatGirl's bachelorette party. Because AlliGirl might be able to get HatGirl and her friends in for free.
HatGirl begged and cried*, but I had to put my foot down and tell her that I wasn't available to be the stripper at her party.
Then I went and took care of item number two from above, then I came home.
* - Not really.