Sep 03, 2005 23:23
I'm listening to SIRIUS Radio and reading Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. This amuses me greatly. :)
Went bowling this afternoon/evening with Dana and Uriah. Was *finally* able to get me some Rose Bowling Lane cheese curdes (best damn cheese curdes you can find) and a (2) pitchers of Pepsi. We also ordered one of their home made pizzas, which would have been *great* if not for the crappy quality sausage that they used on it. The crust was really good, though, so I just peeled off the toppings and ate the crust. I always like the crust best anyway.
Anyhoo, much fun was had. I still suck at bowling (high score - 97), but we still had a blast and ended up playing 5 games all together. And, hey, at least I wasn't the only one who sucked. We all averaged about 85 to 95 per game (though Dana did manage to get a 130-something for one of the games), and considering I played one game almost entirely left handed because I had messed up my right and I still got a 70, that ain't too shabby.
After bowling I went and picked up a few groceries before getting home around 8, where I proceeded to strip off my jeans and throw on my pajamas and spend the rest of the evening sitting in front of the TV. Cause I can. Because my parents are gone tonight so I don't have to feel guilty for not doing anything! YAY for that!
And, during my two and a half hour veg out, I didn't change the channel after Whoes Line quick enough and ended up being sucked into the season one lowdown episode of Desperate House Wives. Which means that now, of course, I'm probably going to start watching just so I can see what frigging happens... Damn addicting television series... I DON'T NEED ANOTHER TV SHOW! But, dammit, I gotta find out what happens to Handyman Lyle (who looks way hotter than he ever did on Pretender, by the way... For Pretender, I was like "Ew, go away!" every time he was on screen. What I saw of him on Desperate House Wives was more like "Ooo, hot boy... Come here, please!" I think it's the scruffy 5 o'clock shadow and the flannel. Yes sir-ee, I like me my flannel... Especially when it's covering (or almost covering) hot boys. ::nod nods: Provided the aforementioned flannel doesn't come in any eye-shattering mix of orange, yellow, or blue, that is. Separately is okay, but dude... not together.)
::rereads what she just wrote::
Wow, this makes me sound like I have an unhealthy fettish with flannel. I wonder if there's a Flannel Anonymous...
Hello, my name is Maren, and I am moderately obsessed with flannel.
I'll shut up now.
dana,
uriah,
bowling,
food,
day summary,
home alone