Talk about a slack-ass.  I do have the excuse of traveling this week with no access to a laptop and no keyboard thingie for my iPad, so there.  Nyah.

Since it is was 3 a.m. (Um, I fell asleep) and I am overdue for some bitching, here you go.  I promise I’ll have something better once I get back into the swing of things:

• I went from almost 80 degree weather to snow and a low of 20, back to 75 degree weather and I am wondering why I feel like I’m getting sick?
• Lately, I cannot leave anything, ANYTHING, on the floor without Rainbow giving it his “signature.”  Bastard is going to go back to wearing those denim doggie diapers he hates so much.  Sorry I couldn’t color-coordinate them with your hair, Mr. Fancy Pants.
• Today I start my Austerity Campaign (for real this time,  you guys) and I am being forced to write down joining the non-BF in recording everything I spend for evaluation.  What won’t be on that list is your Christmas present, non-BF.  This “learning activity” sucks like Algebra and Geometry did in high school.
• Guess what I did yesterday?  Yep, a lot of shopping!
• At least I have this really cute Moleskine notebook to write it all down in.  It’s hot pink, kinda like my personality was before I had to start doing this shit.
• Okay, so I bought food and some nail polish.  It’s the thought that counts.
• Because I could barely even zip up my reserve pair of Fat Pants this week, I am embarking on a food Austerity Campaign as well.  So yeah, no more bread, or bread with butter, or ice cream, or truffle mac & cheese, or really anything good and comforting in this brrr wintery still fucking hot in Texas time of year for me.  Might as well shoot me now, because I am in hell.
• That being said, why the fuck am I watching cooking shows???
• Windows Updates?  You suck.  Thanks for shutting down and making me lose three bullet points.  Would buying a Macbook Pro count as spending if it was a “necessity”?
• I was feeding the dogs this morning, who were barking and leaping and generally creating chaos.  The non-BF asked me what kind of place was I running around here, anyway?  Me:  Crazy Town.  The non-BF:  Yep, and you’re their Queen.  He is definitely getting a lump of coal for Christmas this year.

It’s only noon??  Sigh.  Is it too early for a Fizzy Gin Drink?