My evening
I stopped off at the store on the way home this afternoon. I hate stopping at the store, but I had this craving for those wafer-cream cookies that are sooooo bad for you. Anyway. I buy the cookies, hot-dogs, crackers, some canned soup, and cereal. In the checkout line I notice I'm in the slowest moving line. I swipe my credit card and my phone rings. It is Visa telling me some unusual charges just came across my card and since it wasn't porn, liquor or computer parts they want me to approve it. As I'm walking out the store I notice every person in the store who is not working is a single guy or a fat housekeeper. I can't cut a break. When I get home I eat half the cookies and a bowl of chilly with tons of cheese. I'm watching some goofy romantic comedy that I downloaded. I'm also watching the Simpsons. It is a multitasking thing. I may play a video game and then work a little bit on some paperwork for Tpro. I plan on turning in early. Tomorrow is a long day.