Why is it that everyone's in a good mood and wants to do stuff when I have to work, but on my day off, when I'm happy and giggly and anxious to not be in the apartment all day, no one feels like doing anything? *sighs and feels left out*
It's gorgeous out. I'd say about 60 and sunny, with a breeze and there's birds everywhere! I have to admit, while I wish I was back up north, I do like the early spring you get down here. *raises a glass to
indigoskynet who expressed a similar feeling*
My Young Hercules came in the mail today. Whole series. *is extremely happy about this* I may just watch that today, instead of trying do something. And maybe work on fic in between. I feel like writing today.
Roommate #1 says she wants ice cream, thus we must go to Friendly's to abuse my discount. I see how it is. I need to pick up my paychecks though, all ten bucks of them, so it's a good thing.
Now I'm thinking about work. Ack! No!