this is usually the time in the mornin when i’m dressed and deciding if i wanna brush my teeth or not. instead i’ve been reading blogs that the past week’s lows haven’t let me log on for.
i’m listening to CKNW and fuck, enough already about the freakin 2010 olympics! just cuz torino’s over doesn’t mean that we have to focus all of our attention on the upcoming winter ones, four fucking years away! this is not the take down of valentines and set up of easter at zellers, for christ’s sake.
we got our ultrasound pictures done on thursday. the doctor came with and also got to hear the heartbeat – it was exciting to see him excited. he’s so confident and happy over all of this – i’m going to steal his thunder, or more so live off of it.
i was moderately productive this weekend. did dishes twice and even bathed. i even wore mascara. i should get a medal. or a ribbon – like one of those “you don’t suck too much” ones that they give 9th place kids.
my cat is telling me to get off my fat ass with the threat of ankle warfare, so i guess i’ll go to work (did i mention that i worked so much overtime last week that i made up for the day i missed, and then some?)
