SO, I went out and bought The Sims 2. Stupid me bought the DVD version instead of the CD version (on the recommendation of the sales guy at Best Buy) and it runs like poop on both of my computers. Soooo… I am going to try to exchange it today for the CD version. I have a feeling that will run a lot smoother.

Despite its poopiness, I managed to play the dang game for THREE hours last night. Time flies when playing The Sims. Gah. Like I needed yet ANOTHER distraction from my writing!

I got Aidan 2 new Little People DVDs. I was going crazy over the other one. I practically have the thing memorized back and forth. It was time for a change for all parties involved.

The plan is to go shopping with Chad and Christy today. Well, it will be a “returning and exchanging” spree for me. Aidan and I didn’t wake up until 11:30 which was nice since I’d stayed up so late playing those darn Sims. Now he’s happy and cleaning Chris’s computer screen. He knows how to blow his nose! It’s so cute! And he repeats almost everything I tell him too. I love to get him to say PO-TA-TO! Awww. My little boy’s a sweetheart.

I got a parking ticket on Thursday. The wait for Ivy’s bus to take off took longer than the 45 minutes I’d put on the meter. Now I owe the city $20. Bugger.

When I went shopping with Ivy on Tuesday, I saw the CUTEST pair of Uggs at Nordstrom. I WANT THEM. Not because they are trendy or expensive. I want them because THEY WILL BE THE ONLY PAIR OF BOOTS TO KEEP MY BLOODY FEET WARM COME WINTER TIME!

So, Chris is out of town this weekend. What to do, what to do? Hmmm. Heh.

Later, gators.

I *think* I can sort of relax now. Holy cow, it’s already after 11. Closer to midnight, actually. This LJ client updates the time automatically, though, so it’s going to post after midnight.

Thanks to Chris, most of the cleaning got done before I even made it home today. He did the floors, the bathrooms, the kitchen, the vacuuming, the laundry. All I had to do was clean the island, the kitchen table, and the half wall. All three of which I totally did not put effort into at all. So they’re all still kind of messy. I hope Ivy doesn’t mind. I did put effort into the toilets and they look awesome.

I even cleaned out my car. I never understood how people’s cars could get so messy. Until I had one of my own. The things that get strewn around in there! Shoes, socks, water bottles, jackets, books, blankets, Aidan’s toys, hair pieces, trash. Eww. My car also had a bath Tuesday night–it’s first one since May 14th. That’s pretty bad. Next time I’m getting the expensive treatment; the one with the wax and stuff. 😀

I’m just now realizing how bright headlights are. I had that film of dirt on my back windshield and on my rearview mirror for so long, it was dimming those lights shining into the back of my car. Stupid big trucks trying to bully me into speeding so *I* can be the one to get caught and get a ticket in the construction zone and have to pay DOUBLE the fines. I don’t think so.

Seriously. People drive like nincompoops anymore. I HATE the stretch of I-270 West between SR161 and SR315. It’s scary. Those people are hardcore on that highway, and all the merges. Ugh, and some of the motorists are just plain rude. Not fun at all.

I’m pretty tired, but I have to be up early tomorrow to get Ivy. She gets in at 7:40am. I wonder if she’ll be tired. I’m imagine so.

I still feel like there are a million things to do, but I don’t think there are. Well, there are things to do which involve my being creative. I need to update my photo album desperately. I have so many pictures that I haven’t even downloaded. I want to make a new layout for my domain. I want to answer/deal with all of the emails in my inbox. All 28 of them. Man. That’s crazy.

I have phone calls to return. And I’m so bloody tired. Ack. THANK GOD for vacations.

So yeah. That O.C. special tonight? Nice. Although, I hear them talk about how much they love their jobs and stuff… and I wonder how they got to be so lucky. Of course, I know it’s not all luck. But still. Why do some people get to have jobs they LOVE and others have to do jobs they hate? How is this fair? 🙁 But, I kept reminding myself not to be jealous of them. Not to compare my life to theirs. God has different plans for me. Unique ones. And I can’t compare myself to them because it’s not fair to me. There are reasons I’m not the famous actress I dreamed of being when I was in high school. Oh, who am I kidding? I still dream of it! The point I’m trying to make is that I need to work on my writing.

I repeat.

I.NEED.TO.WORK.ON.MY.WRITING.

Dang it.

Adam Brody is still hot, though. Heh.

Maxim is a naughty magazine. I mean, it’s almost like Playboy. Except Playboy has better articles. Actually, I wouldn’t know anymore, as I no longer read Playboy. But when I did, I enjoyed the articles. I liked the magazine, but got annoyed by all the nude women in it. I mean, in MY opinion, a lot of it wasn’t very tasteful nudity. I don’t mind tasteful nudity. But some of that–never mind. I don’t even need to go there tonight. Or anytime, actually.

Okay, approxiamately 23947398 people just signed onto AIM. There must be something about that midnight hour….

I have to get to bed. Ivy will be here in fewer than 8 hours and I need my beauty rest. 😉 G’night!

I have so much to do….
But it’s bedtime now.

Yet, I’m not sleepy.

Figures.

I’m a little worried. Chis sent my resume to some places on monster.com. Some Most of the descriptions he forwarded me were the kinds of jobs I RUN from kicking and screaming. One of them involves answering phones, like a switchboard! NO WAY, man. I’d rather stay just where I am thankyouverymuch!

Hopefully, the ones I detest will decide I’m not qualified at all and throw the resume out. I don’t even want to interview for positions I have no interest in taking.

I know he had good intentions. But honestly, most of those jobs would suck for me and definitely not utilize the skills I want to develop.

Basically, I just want to focus on my writing.

Crap, it’s already almost midnight. Bugger. :[

He stopped whining. He found Chris’s air hockey table and is having a grand time removing all the little hockey players and lying them on the floor next to the table. I’m not even going to stop him because Chris played with that thing a total of .::ONE::. time since he got it. Two or three years ago.

I’m going to Vicki’s tonight. This will probably be the last time I see her ever. She’s moving Friday back to Canfield, Ohio, where she grew up. I’m still here though because I’m not trying to deal with Grove City rushhour traffic right now. Aidan and I will have Wendy’s and then head out.

I have so much to do it’s not funny. I am overwhelmed with all I have to do, and yet, apparently not. Because I’m sitting here posting on Live Journal. Woohoo. I guess I figure there is no point in starting a project if there is no way I will finish it tonight. Ugh. All the laundry and cleaning and no chance to do it until Thursday. AFTER I go to the chiropractor. A 1/2 day vacation sounds very tempting, but not really. Not if my boss is going to freak out over me being out of the office an extra 4 hours in addition to the 5 days I’m already taking.

But it’s okay. IVY will be here soon and it will be fun!!

And Aidan’s making the cutest litle “concentration” face right now!