verbicide | i *heart* fridays

Especially ones when I don't have to work.

I can't believe it's already one. I got up relatively early (because it's always so exciting to have the day off, I can't sleep!). I puttered around and watched the last episode of Desperate Housewives (S2E15) while scratching a very content Hobbsie's ear. I talked to my cousin about her plans to fly out here (March 29-April 2). Then Jeff and I talked briefly on the phone before I drove over to pick him up for lunch. It was a happy day when I learned that Paseo has a tofu version of their sandwich, so I was able to introduce Jeff to the joy of Cuban Midnights--he loved it, yay!

And now I'm home, and beyond ecstatic to be here. The struggle now is that I don't want to be productive or do anything responsible. I want to sit around and do nothing. I want to futz online and really I want to walk to Safeway and get a bag of M&Ms. But what I should do is:

- ~~unload/load/~~unload the dishwasher
- ~~load~~/unload/put-away laundry
- ~~toss recycling and trash~~
- clean my bathroom
- ~~straighten up my bedroom~~

It would probably take an hour total to do. But... I don't wanna :}

Around 7 I'm going to join some friends to celebrate Ellie's birthday. I bought her this card a year ago, and I'm going to be mighty annoyed if I can't find it now. I'm going to try to get home early, though. Tomorrow my brother and SIL are coming over around 1PM to hang out and buy me a BBQ. We'll end with dinner and it should be a fairly early night. Sunday is a potential Stitch n Bitch, and then Jeff and I are going to try to see Brokeback Mountain and he's going to pick up my old dresser.

And if I clean my place tonight, I can enjoy the rest of my weekend in a nice, tidy place. But wow. I really just want to sit on the couch and stuff chocolate into my maw.