Random Tuesdayness - The One Where I'm In Utah

It's effing Tuesday. Betcha had no idea, right? That's what I thought. Guess what? I just made myself dinner for the very first time in my new house. Pretty cool, eh? Well, if you have no idea where I'm going with this, that's the idea, because it's Tuesday and time for some Randomness. If you want to play, go talk to Keely at The UnMom... she's pretty rad. According to my nifty little New Moon countdown widget, the movie comes out in 2 days, 23 hours and then some. But... I get to see it on Thursday night at 7, so I get to shave 5 hours off the actual premiere time. I'm cool like that. Be jealous... be very jealous. I just saw an exclusive clip on Leno and it was awesome. I can't wait for Thursday night!

I have a confession to make. I didn't really get anything accomplished today (Monday, that is, because I'm trying to get ahead of the game and get this written before midnight tomorrow). I kind of just reveled in being in my house, with no committments other than work. I didn't even get dressed until 4 PM.

I made spaghetti and chili for dinner. I was going to heat up some Prego, but I think my brother used it all... that or someone stole it out of the pantry. In which case, an ass kickin' is in order.

I have another confession to make. I am officially addicted to Facebook. It's so lame, I know. I'm blaming it on Carmen, Auri and Noelle. It's all their fault. So if you need to get my attention and can't, you can find me on there. Probably.

Men are effing lame. Can I just put that out there? Well, let me re-phrase that... most men, that is, single men near my age who live in and around Salt Lake City, are fucking losers. You got that? Fucking losers! Pardon the outburst, but I really needed to get that off my chest. I seriously don't understand what the hell is wrong with people. I've been chatting with this dude, his name is Chad, but his buddies call him Joe, or whatever, and we were supposed to hang out yesterday. The fucker never contacted me, nor has he since Saturday night. I should have known from the start when he said his name was Joe. He'll now be referred to as Joe the Loser.

My ass has been planted in nearly the same spot for almost 12 hours today. Sad, I know.

I should have gone to get the dog tonight. Oh well, maybe tomorrow night. Although, she's been naughty when she comes over, so I'll have to keep a close eye on her. She got on the kitchen table more than once last week and broke into a bag of beef jerkey and a McDonald's bag my bro left out. Yes, it's his fault for leaving it all out, but she hasn't done something THAT naughty since she was a baby. By the way, remember when Cortnee won the bowl I gave away here a few months ago? Well she brought it over on Saturday full of nummy goodness...Chicken roll thing-a-ma-jiggies... I didn't actually have one, but everyone said they were delish!

I need to go to the chiropractor, but he's so effing expensive, I don't want to spend the money.

I'm taking Aidan on his date tomorrow night. He only turned 5 a month ago.... ya think it's about time I get around to taking him on his date?! I'm not sure what we're going to see, but I'll let you know how it is, regardless.

I'm watching Letterman and he and Paul keep saying Douche. It's pretty freakin' hilarious.

Ok, enough rambling for now. I need to start heading toward my bed. I'm tired and need some sleep. Plus I have a lot to do tomorrow... and get my nails done!