He also has no taste in music and seems to have a new compilation CD. I could just about cope with the Britney, the Gwen, the Liberty X. But the Crazy Freaking Frog?!!! No one should be subjected to that in their homes, let alone bleeding through the wall from their neighbour's house whilst said neighbour is attacking the walls with a metal paint scraper (and from the sound of it gouging holes in the plaster work).
All of this was when I finally caved and started watching 24 season three. Last night, at 11pm.
So I'm a little grouchy this morning and in retaliation I've turned my TV volume up pretty loud and have the documentary channels on. It's what we call Rememberence Sunday here (services are held in churches to mark the 11th), the documentary channels are all full of war recollections. It's very loud.
Am I a bad person?
I visited Sister yesterday, first time I've done so for a long time. She was really tired and didn't have any fascinating stories about the staffing troubles at her nursery, so I started telling her some of the things that are going on in my life. Niece and Nephew went for their naps and Sister started yawning even more, I said "I'm going to go, let you get caught up with your college work or take a nap."
She said, "Maybe you should take a nap too."
Me, "I'm okay, I'm not tired."
Her, "Yes you are, you're waffling on about nothing."
Me, *bites tongue furiously* "I'll see you later."
Yes, when I'm tired I do talk a lot about nothnig, and it gets even more random than this journal, but yesterday I wasn't tired, I was talking about my life. Nice to know she things that's 'waffling on about nothing'.
Oh lookit that! Dale's awake. Out comes the paper scraper... heh!
I should get back to writing today, couldn't really do anything on Friday - migrainey so computer screens were just the final straw really - and yesterday I was a little busy with other things. Although I have a lot of prep to do for next weekend as well so...
I need more hours in the day!