my procrastinating abilities > his nicknaming abilities X10000 I want my own spinoff
Thank you for wishing me to sleep, flist. I was out before I could even start LA Confidential (don't worry, I'll rewatch it one of these days; it's one of my favorite movies... before I was a fangirl, I was a great fan of Kevin Spacey).
Yasy, OMG, go to sleep! Doctors orders! Or he wil... wait. That doesn't work.
Today I realized what the opposite of finding the proverbial twenty dollar bill (or ahem... in some cases $160) in a pair of old jeans is... I completely forgot I'm babysitting the kiddies tonight. There I was, driving around, completely lost on my way back from the shoe store (ended up on the wrong highway, took me forty minutes to get home instead of ten), but otherwise happy and humming along to the tunes blasting from the radio... thinking I still have time to procrastinate on packing for NYC for tomorrow. And then suddenly it hit me. No, no I don't.
So, Carrie, I'm going to try to ahem... get things done after I put them to sleep and I'll probably be thinking all sorts of... things while I'm watching the Spongebob movie, but I get up at 5 am tomorrow so I don't know. We'll see.
Blah, I don't want to go to work. I'm actually looking forward to playing with the kids tonight, I haven't seen them in a while.
ETA: Holy typos, Batman!