Ants not Fleas

The past three weeks our house has been suffering from a bad case of the fleas. That's right, all the awesome girls of casadave have been reduced to flea-bags. That damn Drizzle got us all wrapped around her finger.


MOVING ON( this is what drizzle does to all of us)....

I am antsy today. SO very ANTSY. When I get antsy I tend to think, but in circles. OR I make a list. A list of what I have to do. A list of what I want to do. A list of what I might never do.

Today I have to:

Go to a meeting at work.
Watch for a package for New.
Clean my room.
Pack.
Do laundry.
Shave.
Do reading.
Excel the shit out of data ( or I guess i could excel in general?)
Find something.

What I want to do:

Watch VMARS.
Hang with the house.
Love Drizzle.
Rollerblade (but fuck it is hot)
Be somewhere else.
Make a jetpack.
Play pool ( wtf is billiards? it's pool! godammit)
Play guitar.
Love soundwaves.

What I will (most likely) do:

Pack (halfway)
Find that thing. ( I HOPE!)
Call work.
Clean the dishes.
Go out ( where?..bookstore,comic shop, New's place, Nikki's place, Campus)
Sleep.
Shave.
Watch a Movie with New and hang with Maria.

What I may never do:

Find that thing.
Become an Astronaut.
Drink a strawberry malt.
Get to see Rammstein live.
A somersault.

Probably a bunch more....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmin5WkOuPw