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Today we had a nice day, all told. I'd gone to bed at a reasonable hour, around 1:30 or so. Lisa had been tired, so she went to bed at around 9:30. When I climbed in bed, I woke her up. Actually, she'd been awake, otherwise she'd have still been sleeping as my intense level of sneakiness wouldn't have woken her. After some talking, I got her some cough medicine and we talked about super important stuff for a couple of hours. What did we talk about, you ask?
Super powers.
Today, I got up at the eminently reasonable time of 11:00 am, and we planned our day. First, we went to the library, where we picked up some books, and Tron. Neither of us had seen it, and the DVD section was pretty well wiped out by the ravaging horde of mutant undead. Or whatever those things were at the library DVD section.
After librarying, we went to Friendly's for lunch/breakfast. Lunch for Lisa, and breakfast for me. Then, we drove around until we found a park by the harbor. There we walked around. I've been tiring walking up the stairs with fifty pounds of groceries, so I'd decided to start walking. All in all it was fun. The sun was so blindingly white hot that I used Lisa's sunglasses, the ones she wears over her glasses while driving. I left my glasses in the car, and was thus blind. I'd have been easy prey for any ninjas, had we been attacked. Thank HG that we weren't.
After walking, we went shopping. There we bought out the entire freakin' store. We never go shopping at a reasonable time, instead waiting until we literally have nothing left to cook. Fortunately, we'd eaten before shopping, otherwise we'd have taken the actual store with us, along with all the stuff in it.
Pizza for supper, cheap self-rising frozen stuff. Mine: extra garlic, jalapinos, red pepper, oregano and sliced cheddar cheese. Lisa's: plain cheese pizza. I just can't cook anything without adding tons of extras to it. It's a problem, but I'm not going to change. If someone tries to make me change, I'll bite their kneecaps off.
No, I'm not defensive. Why'd you ask?
I burnt myself on my forearm, on the sort of white underside of my arm. I also burnt the pinky knuckle on the same hand. I did it on purpose. Yeah. To remind me of the pain I suffered at the hands of Scorpion clan three years ago. Or something.
Well, that was my day. The interesting part of this whole entry is that I only typed the damn thing up so I could show off this new avatar. I filled in the beard line myself. Although I needed Lisa's help to decide what the hell I look like. I really don't stare at myself in the mirror enough, I guess.
Super powers.
Today, I got up at the eminently reasonable time of 11:00 am, and we planned our day. First, we went to the library, where we picked up some books, and Tron. Neither of us had seen it, and the DVD section was pretty well wiped out by the ravaging horde of mutant undead. Or whatever those things were at the library DVD section.
After librarying, we went to Friendly's for lunch/breakfast. Lunch for Lisa, and breakfast for me. Then, we drove around until we found a park by the harbor. There we walked around. I've been tiring walking up the stairs with fifty pounds of groceries, so I'd decided to start walking. All in all it was fun. The sun was so blindingly white hot that I used Lisa's sunglasses, the ones she wears over her glasses while driving. I left my glasses in the car, and was thus blind. I'd have been easy prey for any ninjas, had we been attacked. Thank HG that we weren't.
After walking, we went shopping. There we bought out the entire freakin' store. We never go shopping at a reasonable time, instead waiting until we literally have nothing left to cook. Fortunately, we'd eaten before shopping, otherwise we'd have taken the actual store with us, along with all the stuff in it.
Pizza for supper, cheap self-rising frozen stuff. Mine: extra garlic, jalapinos, red pepper, oregano and sliced cheddar cheese. Lisa's: plain cheese pizza. I just can't cook anything without adding tons of extras to it. It's a problem, but I'm not going to change. If someone tries to make me change, I'll bite their kneecaps off.
No, I'm not defensive. Why'd you ask?
I burnt myself on my forearm, on the sort of white underside of my arm. I also burnt the pinky knuckle on the same hand. I did it on purpose. Yeah. To remind me of the pain I suffered at the hands of Scorpion clan three years ago. Or something.
Well, that was my day. The interesting part of this whole entry is that I only typed the damn thing up so I could show off this new avatar. I filled in the beard line myself. Although I needed Lisa's help to decide what the hell I look like. I really don't stare at myself in the mirror enough, I guess.