dead men tell no tales...

Been to work for like, two hours at this point. Still wish I knew what I was doing wrong on the comments tip. Had to hammer out this shit like mad this morning, newsletter-type stuff for our customers. Should have gotten it done on Friday, didn't, then should have gotten it done this weekend, and didn't.

What I did do this weekend, however, included:

• Cleaning my coffee table, including all the excess shit on it, and dusting, and cleaning my coasters
• Picking up my front room, my apartment now looks much bigger since there isn't shit on the floors. This includes turning that pile of winter coats in my hallway into a closetfull of winter coats on hangars
• Cleaning the small table next to my fridge. I had been using it to collect receipts, newspaper, old bills, all kinds of shit... it's now cleaned off and home to a small collection of BIC lighters. I also hung a nail above it for my ballcap
• Having lunch with my parents on Sunday, and watched some of the college hoops Selection Special with my dad
• Doing two loads of laundry
• Alphabetizing my DVD collection (200-ish titles)
• Spending a little quality time with Heather

So, overall, a productive weekend. Now I just want to do more of my laundry so I can finally have it all done at the same time, and I need to do my dishes and clean up the shelves in my kitchen. I know all these things because I have started leaving myself notes on the voice recorder that I originally bought to attempt to speak to the dead ala White Noise. I never did try that. It's now a to-do list, and apparently it's working.

I think I'll add "fix the comments on your fucking blog" to the to-do voice recorder right now...

posted by Steve  # 9:55 AM