Fuck. Magnum is watching Grindstone Presents: Planet Terror. I'm gonna have to leave the room. The few times I've looked up I've seen things that will probably give me nightmares. EW. He's laughing at the movie. It is disturbing. I won't even link the movie here, because I don't want to see the website or pictures of anything from the movie.
Tomorrow I'm having my health fair at work. I'm kinda proud of myself for having organized it by myself. But I'm nervous because if it's a bummer or a dud, it's all me. :(
So, all of my kids have had plantar warts. Is that weird? I didn't realize it was hereditary.
Ok, I have to go now...I can't stand the sound effects from the movie anymore.
I didn't write the word swim in this blog. But now I did! :)
No comments:
Post a Comment