Misunderheard

Goody, Goody, Goody.

I'm not sure that you understood what I was going for, but I do appreciate the vote of confidence. When I said I wanted to go out and blow some money to make my wallet feel younger, I was thinking more of last call shots, pitchers of see-through beer, and lap dances than I was of Bed, Bath and Beyond.

Anyhoo

You know, it's not that easy to find something to write about every day. Especially since I live a life of redundancy and boredom. I suppose I could talk about the fact that the house needs to be cleaned, or that the lawn needs to be mowed, but I'm pretty sure I covered that already. Or, I could write about the fact that I woke up to a tongue bath from the dogface, but I'm pretty sure you all knew that already.

In fact, I'm pretty sure that everything that's happened to me so far today has happened to me before. Is that pathetic?

Yup.

The only problem is, I'm pretty sure that if something truly new happened I might have a heart attack, and that would just be embarrassing.