What the hell is this Rabbit Hole shit everyone is going on about? I can't be arsed to click on the links. I can't go down any rabbit holes anyway, damn bastard has a restraining order against me.
Anyway. Went to Walmart. Had conversation with Di, which started with PCH and ended with me shooting people. -.- A normal day, really.
(In line at the checkout)
Me: You really need to stop entering those damn contests, that's why you have so much spam.
Di: I'm trying to win that one where you get five thousand dollars a week for life.
Me: It's not for life, just for the next 20 years.
Di: Either way, I can put half away and spend the other half each week.
Me: IRAs are good.
Di: Yeah, and that way when I get old and infirm, I can have my own place instead of my kids sticking me in a tiny room at some nursing home with only my cat for company.
Me: [smiling] Now, we wouldn't do that to you. You'll get two rooms all to yourself. And if you're good and behave yourself during my parties, I might even let you have access to a window.
Di: Fuck you Kimberly.
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(Later on at home)
Me: [rambling on and on and on and on about Farscape and Stargate and collisions and stuff.]
TJ: Kym, how long have you been awake.
Di: She's been up since 2 o'clock yesterday afternoon.
Brandy: That's why she's rambling. {to me} Go. To. Bed.
Me: BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! It's going to be Ben and Claudia and Micheal and Amanda and Chris all on the same show, at the same time. The utter hotness will cause TVs to melt. MELT I SAY!
Anyway. Went to Walmart. Had conversation with Di, which started with PCH and ended with me shooting people. -.- A normal day, really.
(In line at the checkout)
Me: You really need to stop entering those damn contests, that's why you have so much spam.
Di: I'm trying to win that one where you get five thousand dollars a week for life.
Me: It's not for life, just for the next 20 years.
Di: Either way, I can put half away and spend the other half each week.
Me: IRAs are good.
Di: Yeah, and that way when I get old and infirm, I can have my own place instead of my kids sticking me in a tiny room at some nursing home with only my cat for company.
Me: [smiling] Now, we wouldn't do that to you. You'll get two rooms all to yourself. And if you're good and behave yourself during my parties, I might even let you have access to a window.
Di: Fuck you Kimberly.
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(Later on at home)
Me: [rambling on and on and on and on about Farscape and Stargate and collisions and stuff.]
TJ: Kym, how long have you been awake.
Di: She's been up since 2 o'clock yesterday afternoon.
Brandy: That's why she's rambling. {to me} Go. To. Bed.
Me: BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! It's going to be Ben and Claudia and Micheal and Amanda and Chris all on the same show, at the same time. The utter hotness will cause TVs to melt. MELT I SAY!
