March 25, 2008

Where Oh Where Has My Little Dog Gone?

Or: sorry I haven't posted since Sunday.

It's been one thing or another, what with my sinuses making me feel like my head is either about to explode or swivel right off my neck. Really, sometimes it feels like, if I bend over, my eyeballs will fall out of my head. Like egg yolks.

Getting that visual? Yum!

And why is it that, if my head is the problem, my stomach twirls in revolt? Honestly, I get so sick of this; I feel all pregnant/morning sick again. And I'm NOT pregnant!

So, yeah. Pretty much feeling like poo has kept me busy for the past couple days. Easter Sunday found me curled up on the couch watching We Are Marshall. I would have watched the whole thing (read: Matthew McConaughey = HAWT), if it hadn't been for some bastard ruining the movie for me before I'd even seen it. Let's just say he took the catch phrase "WE ARE MARSHALL!" and made it into his own screwed abortion. Bastard.

So Sunday night we wound up watching Lara Croft: Tomb Raider, during which I made snotty comments about Angelina Jolie. Daniel Craig = MEGAHAWT.

Shut up. It made me feel better.

For some reason Husband decided we had to rearrange the living room last night, and we did. He couldn't quite grasp the fact that he needed to move himself and the rather large floor lamp the hell out of my way whilst I was vacuuming, but the room doesn't look too bad.

Okay, so now that we're all up to speed around here, I've got things to do.

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