Because everyone wants their own personal stalker
This past Saturday I went with darktalynn to the movies to watch "Confessions of a Shopaholic" which was rather bland but kudos for her to take me out of the house because I was about to commit murder and the movie ended up fulfilling its purpose, also peanut M & M's make life a lot more cheerful.
Easter has come and come and gone, with my cousins (the closest to white trash that I've actually seen) being there and apparently becoming fans of my vegetarian chili (that tastes rather good, even if spicy... *facepalms*) and my Filo Pastry pie (I don't think I've ever mentioned that I love Nigella Lawson and her books, have I?) was also a raving success, I can hardly claim the credit considering that Nigella's recipes are all incredible and have yet to meet a culinary fail when I use one of her books.
I slept horribly, apparently someone's idea of torture is to call us during the night and make the rings match the actual time, one ring at 1 AM, two rings at 2 AM (this went on until 4 AM, which I unplugged the phone, mind you I'm not that stupid and probably would have unplugged it at 2 AM (you know, fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice...) but when you don't live alone some of these decisions are made as a group. The cat also decided that 4 AM was a wonderful time to meow at the chirping birds and I don't even recall at what time I actually fell asleep again.
To make matters worse, everyone thought I was already on vacation, no one woke me up and I went to work half an hour late.
It clearly is a fudging Monday...
Wish me vacation....