Friday night: bored. Really really bored. Frighteningly bored. Bored enough to put stuff on Ebay. So far, two things are selling. Ooo, eee, ooo, ahh.
Saturday: Check this post.
Sunday: Completely non-eventful. Just drove around Philly, went to Oxford Valley Mall, got caught in a nasty thunderstorm, and had ice cream at the local Dairy Queen.
Monday: Car in the shop, food shopping, went to Barnes and Noble, and then the Willow Grove Mall. All with the Dinkmeister. She is the one who must be obeyed.
Tuesday: Independence Day! Fourth of July! Whoopdee-friggin-doo. I could care less why I'm not working just so as long I'm not at work. They can give me off for Groundhog's Day for all I care. Wait. I might actually like celebrating that one. Anyway, Independence Day was never a big deal to me. A family or friend BBQ and the occasional fireworks display. Whatever. No fireworks this year unless you want to count the fight I had with Geo (don't worry, we made up an hour later). So I went to a friend's house and ate and drank and I came home. Yep, that was it.
And today, it was life as usual.
Life, family et al.