yes i’m talking to you girls and game of thrones.
because we all know the last thing i need is one more thing to distract me from general, everyday tasks like making sure we have clean clothes and not letting the dishes sit in the sink to the point of all-out nastiness.
so i accomplished next to nothing on my list of unimportant things to do while shitler was away.
i cooked/baked/crafted nothing on my list.
this is what happened in one, gigantic run-on sentence. gym, got my vagina waxed, bought asparagus, boat ride, ate pizza, watched the tudors, consumed wine, slept, woke up, made bacon pancakes, reluctantly showered, went to a bridal shower, messed with babies, ate some steak/cactus tacos, ate some potato oles, came home, watched every episode of girls on demand, drank more wine, watched x-men first class, drank even more wine, slept, woke up, made a point to not shower, did laundry, watched game of thrones, ate jell-o shots, left to eat carnitas and drink martinis, came back home, drank wine, watched game of thrones, said hi to shiter when he arrived home, made him watch three episodes of girls, passed out.
and now – i’m more resentful of having to be at work since i know that i have 32 more episodes of game of thrones waiting for me at home.
lastly, i just discovered that the pants i put on this morning have a giant hole in the crotch. jackpot.