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Okay, it's a super-boring Saturday night (no, I haven't seen the new DW yet, I don't think I'm up for a Neil Gaiman brainbreaker), so I finally gave in and joined Twitter. Who else here is on, so my poor account is less lonely?
(I kinda fear that getting to post one-line updates may well kill my motivation for LJ. We shall see.)
This does not feel like a Saturday. Mostly it's because Joe's second job is slowing down, now that Cookout Weather is here, so he's giving his day-shift hours to people who work there full-time. It's a little less money, but he likes sleeping in instead of dealing with The Public, and I like having a backup when Pie has a whiny fit.
(Seriously, she's got the Terrible Twos, a year late. Luckily, Joe and I usually have alternating levels of frustration with her behavior, so one of us is calm when the other has had enough.)
Also, I love that I have a girlcave in this apartment. Yeah, it's a closet, but it's MY closet.
(I kinda fear that getting to post one-line updates may well kill my motivation for LJ. We shall see.)
This does not feel like a Saturday. Mostly it's because Joe's second job is slowing down, now that Cookout Weather is here, so he's giving his day-shift hours to people who work there full-time. It's a little less money, but he likes sleeping in instead of dealing with The Public, and I like having a backup when Pie has a whiny fit.
(Seriously, she's got the Terrible Twos, a year late. Luckily, Joe and I usually have alternating levels of frustration with her behavior, so one of us is calm when the other has had enough.)
Also, I love that I have a girlcave in this apartment. Yeah, it's a closet, but it's MY closet.