I wrote a blog post yesterday at work, but I must have forgot to post it. I hate it when I do that. I like to write my posts in notepad usually before I paste it into my blog. Maybe I need to start using some sort of client blogging software. Ah well. It is probably still up on my computer at work. I’ll post it on Monday…when it is probably lost all relevance.
I hate weekend television. I swear to god it’s only Saturday morning, but I’ve already watched E! News 3 times! Is there nothing else on? I enjoy watching cartoons on Saturday morning….like the ones on the CW: Legion of Superheroes, The Batman, Loonatics Unleashed. But they are all reruns all the time. It sucks. And when the hell is Heroes coming back? By the time it starts back up, I’m going to have completely forgotten what was going on. In fact, I already have. But I like that show. I’ve been told I will like that Battlestar Galactica show. So I’ve added it to my Netflix queue. Although that doesn’t help unless I actually send back the dusty dvds back that I have here at home. I would consider copying them, but I’m too lazy to figure out how to. Hehe. That makes me think of pirated movies and mp3s off the internet. Make it the least bit inconvenient for me, and I’ll stop doing it. 
Anyway I said I DON’T do any of that. So don’t sue me.
I wear gel deodorant. Does anyone else? I know I’m a freak because I’ve been told that most people think it is like cold and slimy and just plain weird. But it’s really the only kind of deodorant that doesn’t leave those white stains on my shirts. I would be absolutely mortified if I was caught with that shit on my clothes. For those of you who do use it though, perhaps you can share in my annoyance that you can never seem to get that last bit of gel out of the damn thing. Like seriously, there will be like a centimeter of gel left, but the damn thing will stop clicking up. WTF. I will like put the cap on and just beat the shit out of to get all I can out of it. I will not stand for the conspiracy. I’ll cut that shit out with a knife if I have to.
It’s funny that in a few paragraphs I managed to completely contradict my personality. I’m lazy yet a little bit obsessive compulsive.
