This is not a list of things I have to do today, necessarily– just a list of things I should probably do sometime. I’m so lackadaisical with my goals, eh?
1- Find my Nova Scotia health card so that I can trade it in for a PEI health card. So that I can actually, oh, I dunno, go to doctors if I get sick.
2- Get on the ball and actually remain in contact with Meg when we’re talking about the artwork I so fervently hope she still wants to create because I craaaaave it (meg if you add me to your msn if you have it I promise not to harass you every single day maybe just alternate Tuesdays).
3- Eat (okay, this one has to be done today. Well, everyday really. Just so far today I haven’t eaten yet because I was feeling a certain laissez-faire toward the whole eating thing).
4- Find my wig, or a reasonable facsimile thereof (I seriously think it was left in Nova Scotia along with 3/4 of our other belongings and if that’s the case then I am up a creek because I don’t have $200 to buy a new one right now, nor do I have insurance which will pay for it) so that I can actually not embarass my mother when we go grocery shopping (okay she’s not embarassed, she’s just been asking me why I don’t wear my wig and doesn’t understand why I haven’t found it yet).
5- Force the CBC to pay people properly and un-lockout the workers so that the CBC Radio can stop SUCKING. Because really? It is. Sucking. Royally. CBC, listen up. You suck. Stop it now, please.
6- Start really planning the wedding. Like saving money for it, even. Yeah, that would be good. Ah well, if not it could always be like my dream last night– Zach Braff officiating (possibly from the 9 hours of Scrubs we watched before sleep?), my dress being made from someone’s old apron, Rob in t-shirt and shorts, complete with barbecue sauce stains.
7- Get really working on the baby blanket I’m making for a friend. Her baby’s due in January– I know I have lots of time but the blanket is so gee-dee boring that if I don’t finish it up right now, RIGHT NOW I SAY, I will leave it to the last minute and then I’ll freak out.
8- Stop sounding like an old, old lady. I’m not one! Seriously! 29! 29! TWENTY NINE!!!
yeah, i was all excited yesterday when just sean or whatever the sean cullen show is called was on, ’cause it’s too new for re-runs. and he was talking about august. but i guess it was recorded pre-suckage.
the first day i didn’t know what was going on, and suddenly roundup was on at noon or something. and i got panicy that somehow i’d misplaced two hours and my mum’s plane was leaving in 6 hours, not 8.
I still want to create the artwork. So, when you’re ready to talk, I’m ready to listen
Why do you need a wig?