You would not believe the amount of crap I get myself into...
Let's see... today.... After waking up at noon-thirty...
I need to finish cleaning my yard, help a friend move some wood, take a shit (no TP, gotta go to store), work on a computer, and anything else that may or may not come up...
Oh, now I have to go pick up my wife who thought she would go for a really long walk with the kids... They are complaining..
I had to register a domain name for a friend and search for WHY this other computer won't boot up...
Tonight will probably be no different.... My wife and I were going to go out but I'm thinking I would rather just stay home.... I don't have a lot of money and can think of better things to do with it... Of coarse, she will probably have me order pizza...
I have to wait until my wife is back before I can go anywhere... But I have to go and pick her up... Somehow I don't think that we will be coming straight home...
Is this what journals are used for? rambling? I certainly hope so, cause I'm doing it whether you like it or not...
I think I need to turn in to RudeDog and go kill someone...
Chip
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