I usually don’t blog on Fridays because Fridays are excitement time for me. A guy like me spends all week working for the weekend and parties hard on Friday night. And by party hard I mean I watch all the TV shows I have queued up on my DVR. Now that it’s summer, though, I’m not as popular with the DVR and I have to find something else to occupy my Friday night.<\/p>\n
Actually I was so tired that I tired that I lied down for a few minutes before dinner (or is it layed down? this isn’t a grammatical rule I have to use much) and when I woke up I couldn’t remember what the hell I was doing. In fact, I thought I was late for the gym. This contributed to lots of stumbling around before eating dinner.<\/p>\n
Anyway, I’m actually Mr. Popular My usually quiet phone rang SEVEN TIMES today! Unfortunately, it was a number iI had blocked myself so it didn’t ring through. I wish I could say it was something exciting like an ex-girlfriend or a government conspiracy of some sort, but not only do I have an ex-girlfriend who calls me but I’m probably way too dull for the conspiracy parts of the government. From what I’ve heard, the number is some sort of telemarketing service. Ah well, II’m going to keep thinking it was more exciting than it was.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I usually don’t blog on Fridays because Fridays are excitement time for me. A guy like me spends all week working for the weekend and parties hard on Friday night. And by party hard I mean I watch all the TV shows I have queued up on my DVR. Now that it’s summer, though, I’m not as popular with the DVR and I have to find something else to occupy my Friday night. Actually I was so tired that I tired that I lied down for a few minutes before dinner (or is it layed down? this isn’t a grammatical rule I have to use much) and when I woke … Continue reading Mr. Popular<\/span>