Have you ever wondered what the hell happens to your hair when you sleep? I woke this morning with some sort of nest built into it, WTF? I know I do not move my head back and forth all night long, and yet this am, it looks as if I did. Good thing no one gets up around her at this unGodly hour, I would hate for anyone to see me in such an attractive state.
My day yesterday was not spent quite the way I would have liked it to be, H and I had to rescue YS, car troubles, now I have to find a way to get another vehicle from point A to point B today. But no problem, I don't mind, I'll figure something out. Swell.
I slept through the Sopranos and most of the Apprentice last night, although I did see the end, and who won. This year, the apprentice wasn't quite what it has been in the past. Perhaps it has run it's course. I really don't like "reality" television, and I really don't understand that name,because it is the farthest thing from reality that i have ever seen. I will have to catch up on the Sopranos later---I am grateful for my DVR---but really early in the show, the satellite went out ----from a short lived storm----and we must have missed about ten minutes of it.
I don't understand why some people read this blog of mine----I know who they are, and they wouldn't give me the time of day in real life. Why they want to bore themselves here is beyond me. I am speaking of some people that I really know,that have been a part of my life in the past, not the friends that I have made here. They are like window peekers. Obviously, they are unable to move on with their lives, and I certainly can't control who reads this, in fact, it makes no difference to me, but do they seriously think that i am going to write something that would make them happy/upset them/excite them? I'm sure that all of us that put our lives out there for everyone to read has this kind of stalker---and it just surprises me. Maybe they don't understand that we can tell who is reading us, and maybe they don't care. But I think they do, I think they don't want us to know who they are, and i think it will surprise them that we know who stops by. Isn't technology a wonderful thing? Blogstalkers. I really like that term.
Monday again, wasn't that day just here? Off to the ICS, after a couple of hours at the garage, then back to the garage later in the day. Whoo hoo. Another really long day. Hope yours is good, and mine, too. Later.