This is going to be the very worst blog post that I ever wrote and that you ever read. I have nothing to write about, but what can I say? I'm a creature of habit. It would feel like a weekend if I didn't post today.
See, I didn't do anything this weekend. Not a damn thing.
I didn't go out and see any friends. I would like to say that this is a money thing, you know, being a hermit to save money, but its not. I mean for birthdays I always make the effort. But no. It wasn't an option to sort out.
I didn't get any chores done. Well thats not entirely true, there was a load of laundry that I did. But its not like I cleaned out a closet (not really necessary since we just moved and its not like we've accumulated a lot of new stuff since then) or scrubbed the kitchen.
I didn't go (window) shopping. Doesn't seem to be much point. Its my very favourite season and I can't buy anything. I won't torture myself. Can you imagine if I went near Sephora? It would be a disaster. Just one little eyeliner turns into $200 worth of awesome.
I did puncture one of our tires. Apparently I drove on a nail, which punctured the tire. Hey, at least I didn't also get a speeding ticket and another ticket for driving without a license (I was on my way to the gym and I don't bring my wallet because it will get stolen. As I was coming down my mountain there was a police officer checking speed. I was totally speeding [hello? Going down a mountain?] but so was the car in front of me. Rabbit!). Even though we totally don't have the money to replace all the tires (they need to be replaced) I think The Boyfriend was secretly hoping that I would tell him to just go ahead and replace them all. I didn't do that either. I told him to invest in a tire jack.
I spent the rest of the weekend reading those stupid Twilight books. That's seriously what I did. I had no time/patience/interest for anything else. You're lucky I'm blogging right now--I only have about 70 pages of Breaking Dawn left. It was only 11 last night, I figured I had a good hour of reading time left when The Boyfriend is all "let's go to bed". I tried to fight it but since I had pretty well been ignoring him all weekend, I felt that the least I could do was go to bed at the same time.
He paid for it though. I wasn't tired so I chattered in bed for a long time.
The good news is that Stephanie Meyers' hold on me is almost over. Just 70 more pages and I can go back to reading a proper book, A Fine Balance.
Are you reading anything good?
Finally- most excellent news for those of us that are unemployed, spending our days doing non-productive things like reading Twilight. My friend Megara has no joined our ranks! Which means that all that mid-day drinking that has been happening will no longer be as pathetic because there will be 2 of us.
Hey, don't say I didn't warn you OK? Right at the beginning I said this was going to suck. And I always keep my promises.
Now if you will excuse me, I have some Breaking Dawn to finish.