Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Self-Proclaimed

I officially win slacker of the year. I took today off of work so I could write my paper one existentialism and clean the house since Mark is coming this weekend. And instead... I slept. ALL DAY. Yeah. Thus far I've taken care of all of my shoes upstairs and put my clothes away. I also hid X-mas presents. There's a potluck at work tomorrow and I have to cut and peel a bunch of potatoes to make crock pot scalloped potatoes. I've got a load of laundry in the dryer and another in the washer, plus another couple in the basket that will have to wait 'til Saturday or Sunday to be washed. I need to care of the mail that seems to pile up on the kitchen table and the stack of magazines that seem to pile up in front of the couch. And I definitely need to vacuum. I'm supposed to be writing my paper right now, but I've gotta be honest with ya.... I hate existentialism. I hate everything about it. The only thing I've eaten today is a salad that I picked up at Mejier yesterday. I've got some fresh cauliflower steaming on the stove and a couple of chicken sausages w/feta and spinch trying to boil. I'm gonna stick a couple of olive oil rosemary ciabatta rolls in the oven, but I should probably go mess w/the laundry first.

Oh, and yay Obama!

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