To get half-cocked (okay, maybe a quarter cocked). Problem is, I also have a date with client paperwork and I also have a date with the cast of disc two, season three of Grey Anatomy. And my other blog. Yes, I’m quadruple-booked, that’s just how easy I am.
Jdawg had a sleepover with us last night so as to avoid Sunday’s visit (aka sit at home and watch football and take in substances not appropriate in type or volume for consumption around wee ones). What did we do? Watched Grey’s Anatomy. I was quite the hard ass as he complained of the show’s suckage. I think the nicest thing I said was, “shhhhhh!”
So, back to my dates. I suppose I can have a bit of a group thing and do client paperwork whilst watching Grey’s and drinking. Then once an acceptable level of cock-edness is achieved, beware my commenting, dear Blogosphere. And no one reads blogs on the weekend, anyways, so the other writing to be had, it’ll wait – there’s wasting time to be done, dammit!
