Currently, I’m sitting on the couch, half watching That 70’s Show, and typing this post on my shiny new laptop. Yep… the cute guy I cohabitate with up and bought me a new TOY. And after my initial shock that the box didn’t contain a new Prada bag, I’m diggin this. OMG, all I’m missing is a latte and I’d be in heaven. Wait, I can just nudge IZ who is beside me, “Sweetie, make me a Mocha! Pretty Please!” There… heaven on its way.
Of course, I’ve been compelled to join the dark side. . . IZ just laughed at me when I suggested he load Linux. For the past four months I’ve been holding out in Linux land with the threat of bodily harm to his Palm Pilot (picture small silver PDA accidently falling from the second floor window. Oops, how did that happen?) if he even so much as dared to load Windows XP on my computer during the semester. However, I’m relenting with the new TOY. Not like I had much of a choice. There’s a great deal I can do. . . load software isn’t one of them. I think. Wait… maybe I shouldn’t admit that.
Anyhow. . . IZ has been the source of a great deal of levity the past few days. . . which I will happily blog about later. Tonight, he’s “tha’ Bomb”! We can laugh at him tomorrow.
Tonight, you should go check out The Bachelor. He is running this poll where you nominate the three bands/movies you would “Put on the Bus” and drive over a cliff. Heh. Very funny. Visit him and tell him who makes the bus for you.
Your turn:
