campfire anthems

This is me officially logging off for the weekend. I am going to try to live technology free for a whole two day, except for maybe some Guitar Hero. I think tomorrow I am going to lounge around the house in my underwear, not brush my hair, catch up on some much needed family time, and just all around be a bum. Aren’t you jealous? You know what? I think I’ll do the same thing on Sunday as well (right after the whole church thing that is). So just sit back, read someone else’s blog (not that you read mine that much) and wait until I return on Monday. Hopefully I’ll be mentally refreshed and actually writing about something decent then. So for now I bid you farewell, adieu, until next time, konichiwa, adios, and all those other trite sayings.

So I’m pretty sure I have the best looking family around. Enough said.

I hate laundry…and that is what I’m doing at 9:21 on Thursday night. I’m sure there is some good t.v. on right now too. This place makes me nausious, not to mention it smells like a bar in here because some old guy just came in smoking his cigarette while getting his stuff out of the dryer. Oh the joys of an apartment community laundromat. To go along with the smell, the walls are painted bright, pasty orange.

This is what I imagine a baby’s diaper would look like after eating Gerber’s baby food carrot goo. Can I do laundry at your house next time?