Don't mind me, I'm half asleep. Long day today at work...couldn't get a damn thing to work for me, it sucked. Oh well, nothing I can do about it now but I do have to admit that it took the good out of me. I edited the same report so many times that my finger actually started to get sore from scrolling the document. Can you believe that?? A sore finger?? From EDITING!!??? Yet, here I am, blogging...lol....glutton for punishment (and cake).
Does anyone know if maybe I could get a hand-working-out-machine?? You know, like a stepper or a treadmill for your hand?? Finger cardio?? Anything that will keep me from getting a scroll cramp?? Now I know that there are some brains that are going to the wrong place but I'm serious, my finger hurts. I need stronger pointer muscles.
Enough about my finger and more about my beer. I have a Corona and it's yummy. This is right around where Big Cranky would call me an alcoholic but considering that I don't normally drink, it was a long day, it's Friday and I have no plans but to go to bed when I'm finished, what's the harm? BEEEEERRRRR. Corona...no, I didn't get the hat. It's good, I'm enjoying it and I'm sure it's a little bit better for me than the 2L of ice cream I was going to shove in my gob. Gob. They were a pretty decent band.
Little Man Meatball is nine months old today. Can you believe that?? He's getting so big so fast, I don't like it. I want him to stay tiny for a little while longer but he's already pulling himself up on the furniture and starting to cruise along a little bit. Before I know it he'll be walking around and telling me "no", pointing his finger and screaming "mine". I almost can't wait but right now I just don't want to give up my snuggly Little Man.
OK. Bedtime. I just don't have it in me to write anymore.
Goodnight.
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