We had a housewarming party last night. I have been sick pretty much all of 2010 and it was the first time I tried to get hammered in a while. I can still do it! Party was a success and I am so pleased. I love our little house and I was happy to have friends in it.
But now I feel like shit. In my morning so far there has been good news, excellent news, and awful news.
Good news:
We don't have cable and my head hurts too badly to try to watch anything on hulu. Sunday morning television, as a rule, is not awesome, but I found this show Pearlie, which is weird and mesmerizing. It is not even on youtube, that's how fucking underground I am by watching this cartoon. Now I have a reason to get out of bed at 8:30 on Sundays.
Excellent news:
Best friend left 2 liter of Diet Coke in the fridge. It is the best diet coke I have ever experienced.
Awful news:
These exist:
I wish I lived inside of that commercial so I could trip those kids. How many of those will litter suburban garage sales in a couple years? Stoooooopid.
Anyhoo, a new cartoon has started, which probably won't be as good as Pearlie, but let's be honest, I will watch anything right now and have no interest in leaving the couch for a while. This Sunday is a medium amount of acceptable. I hope boyfriend gets out of bed soon to tell me if I'm being cute or weird.
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