PS: I might be in Pennsylvania with you-know-who at the moment. I’ll tell you more about it tomorrow – hopefully, with pictures!
I’m so glad that 11/11/11 is done and over with. That was too goddamn many ones for me, and I found it confusing.
THAT’S RIGHT, I SAID IT.
I didn’t make a wish at 11:11 either, because, well. I forgot. Or I totally would have wished for world peace or more kittens or a million dollars or for Amazon to send me my new Kindle Fire earlier instead of making me wait another THREE FUCKING DAYS.
(The spud is also getting a Kindle Fire, but hers is a Christmas present; I get to play with mine right away, HA.)
I don’t think I ever mentioned that I got an iPad at the beginning of the summer, did I? I got an iPad and it was really neat and I liked it, but I had two issues with it: (1) Doesn’t play Flash, and (2) It was so big and expensive that I about shit a brick every time I used it because I was terrified – TERRIFIED – that I would drop it. And that’s one expensive-ass piece of electronics to drop, no matter what kind of sturdy-ass protective case it’s got on it.
Because I was so worried that I’d drop it or scratch it (yes, I had a screen cover on it. DIDN’T MATTER. I was secretly calling it my TerrorPad by the end.), I was using my iPod Touch more often than I was using the iPad (I’d intended to sell the Touch on eBay after I got the iPad, but never did get around to it), and so in the end I sold the iPad on eBay (only really lost about $50 on the whole thing, which I consider not bad at all despite the fact that starving children in Africa could eat for a year off that $50, I KNOW, SHUT UP ).
And now I’m going to get the Kindle Fire because I like shiny new things and I have stars in my eyes for tablets, even though when it comes down to it, all I REALLY used my iPad for was watching TV shows I’d downloaded from iTunes (which I can do on my iPod Touch) and caught up on my blog reading and used the Kindle app to read books (which I can also do on my iPod Touch)(I have done woefully little reading of books in the last few months. I really need to get back to it – I think it’s been more than a month since I finished reading a book; I’ve been “reading” Queen of Bedlam for at least six weeks, and I don’t think I’m even 50 pages in.) I can do all that with the Kindle Fire, and it’s a whole lot less expensive than the iPad – and hopefully I’ll be a whole lot less terrified of dropping the damn thing.
We shall see.
Over the weekend, I did something I hadn’t done in probably six (possibly more) years: I drank me some alcohol. Not just alcohol – I wasn’t doing 100-proof shots or anything, for god’s sake, I have some class (no I don’t) – this Raspberry Sparkletini stuff is what I drank.
I have to tell you, I am not and have never been a wine drinker, but although this stuff smells like wine, it tasted really good, and after the slight buzz from the first glass wore off, I had A SECOND GLASS.
As I told Fred, I very well may become a social drinker.
(Not really; as much as I liked that stuff – and I did – I still preferred Diet Coke.)
People of Huntsville, I am seriously disappointed in you. Not a single Pepper was adopted over the weekend, are you BLIND?
Hmph to you, I say.
Molly, Sally, Lucy, and Harlan were less than pleased about going to Petsmart. To my surprise, Harlan was the biggest chicken about it, and Molly was the least freaked out; I would have expected the opposite, really.
Everett was confused about his siblings being gone (though he was more than willing to play with Charlie and Patty), and spent a good part of Friday walking around letting out the occasional “What is going ON?!” meow. I had hoped that at least one of his sisters or his brother would be adopted over the weekend and that he could rejoin the rest of his siblings at Petsmart, but no. Perhaps tomorrow will be the day when one (or more) Peppers finds a home. Fingers crossed!
(I have some Peppers Gang pics left over that I’ll share with you today and tomorrow.)
Sally watchin’ bugs.
Molly and Sally, the bug-watchin’ posse.
Molly, throwin’ me some attitude.
::thlurrp::
Apparently Sally heard a realllllly good joke.
Sooooo… is it just me or is Miz Poo SPOONING with Everett here? Next thing you know, she’s going to be HUGGING him!
Previously
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: Michael’s (crafty items with which to torture the cats)
2007: Amazing what a little maintenance will do, ain’t it?
2006: “I CUT THROUGH THE GODDAMN EXTENSION CORD AND THEN I MADE THE CHAIN COME OFF THE CHAINSAW!”
2005: Senator Stanley J. Boogerton.
2004: No entry.
2003: So I’m not reporting that. At all. Never happened!
2002: Riley’s response? “Nuh uh!”
2001: Dr. Phil looked at me judgmentally, and I began to babble.
2000: And I don’t even like cherry Poptarts!
1999: Fred has agreed to let me adopt the kitten!