Aside from watching movies on the couch all day and ‘taking it easy’ we were on our computers intermittantly to check news and emails.
Laura‘s invited us over tomorrow for the Big Brother Finale but she put her foot down today when she sent me a series of IMs “if you are sick, do not come”. She doesn’t want to catch what it is we got. I get the hint Laura, I get the hint. The new job, the house-sitting in Yaletown, going back on your promise to ‘carpool’ with me to work every day *sigh* I’m pickin up what you’re puttin’ down, man.
I’m anxiously awaiting payday on Friday so that a) I can pay bills b) I can start preparing for John’s brithday/1 year anniversary in Vancouver (Canucks tickets go on sale this week).
I’m just glad that we’ve finally signed Linden [tsn], even if it’s just for one year and even if John still thinks Anson Carter would be a ‘better’ investment. pfaw.
Time to cough and nose-blow. I’ll see you at work tomorrow.