woof woof arf arf chocolate chocolate

I always have trouble typing chocolate. It comes out chooclate too often. Apparently I cannot touch type today. Tis a pitty, I am usually pretty good at it.

Jake is fast asleep, and I wish to join him in the beautiful place known as sleep, so this may be short. Especially as I still have at least 6 LONG entries to read. I say especially a lot. I don’t know if you had noticed, but I notice every time I have to type it.

Today, not much happened. I played sims 2 for pretty much all of it. There was a storm from about 3 to 5:30, so it was a good thing we had decided earlier on no walk today. It’s like the sky waited for our permission to cry. Thunder, lightning, nighttime-coloured skies at 4pm, it was like winter.

Winter is gonna kick ass here. Snow stairs? Fun.

Our bathroom sink sucks balls. I unclogged that bitch on Wednesday night, and it’s all stupid again. It still has the filled-up sink with listerine from when we did our teeth 40 minutes ago. Yuck. I know what I’m doing tomorrow. Well… one thing I’m doing anyway.

Sleep calls. Didn’t know it knew how to use a phone…