I actually ordered something from QVC yesterday. I know, I know. That's disgusting, and I'm under 50. Brad's already told me that he's lost a little bit of respect for me. I guess I'll have to live with that. It was their big scrapbooking sale! I had to! I lost control!
In other news, I'm going to see Rod Allan Payne play at today's "Brown Bag Lunch/Concert in the Park" thing. It'll be nice to get out of here at noon. Mom packed a lunch for us, and we're going to see the concert and drink lemonade and eat homemade cookies. Gee golly, that sounds wholesome.
QuotationsPage.com, my favorite reference for quotes, has no quotations by Eve Ensler. How can this be? I may just have to boycott them now. Probably not.
If you can't tell by the hodgepodgeness of this post, there is absolutely nothing to do at work today. I suppose I could shelve some journals, but I can always do it later. There are also some textbooks that need putting away. I could clean up the little table area outside my office. That would at least make me feel productive.
My hair is lookin' great lately, if I do say so myself. I cut it and colored it myself last week, and I bought Bed Head Control Freak shampoo. I'm diggin' it.
I have no idea what to work on with the choir now that Easter's over. I'd better figure it out soon, since rehearsal is tonight.
There's a shirt that I want from Lane Bryant that I didn't buy on Monday. It's haunting me. Should I go buy it?
I'm going to go find something to do now.
P.S. Chuck Norris knows the last digit of pi.
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"Painting: The art of protecting flat surfaces from the weather and exposing them to the critic."
-Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary