...and then she attacks. Some days I feel bad for Rocco. And then I remember when my brother first got him and he peed everywhere, including on my bed.
Speaking of packing stuff (yes, I'm still doing that), yesterday and today I've found a goldmine of things that make me feel old.
|The first cell phone of everyone in my generation. It didn't|
text. How did we even SURVIVE!?
|Operating manuals for a boom box that played cassette tapes and a camera|
that used film.
|The portable CD player I rocked out to Linkin Park on over and over again|
during my morning gym workouts.
Don't worry, these are all currently in the trash. It occurred to me that I don't have any owner's manuals for any of my newer electronics. And then I remembered, we have this fancy thing called 'the internet' these days.
Along with all this packing and digging through old stuff, comes lots of dust. Take that along with the fact that I have allergies sent straight from the devil and killer humidity yesterday, and you get a really crappy run. I managed 4 miles, instead of the hour-long run I was aiming for. I think I've decided I'm not signing up for Spring races ever again unless I can find something that actually works for my allergies. This race is going to kill me.
And now, a guessing game!
1. Someone is going to sign a contract on a house next Friday. You get three guesses and the first two don't count :)
2. What's a skrillex?
If you guessed "some famous music person that I don't know" you'd be correct. Of all the stuff in this world, the people who created Draw Something have pretty much he worst imaginations ever. (And the worst taste in music and stand-up comedians, apparently).
Does your dog "act out" when he/she is feeling ignored?
You totally had a pager in high school. Don't lie.
Did you know what a "skrillex" was before I told you?