Trying again

Oh peeps. It has been over a month since I posted last, I think. TNG. And finally, I have started to get the scathing e-mails from Sarah with things like "Update your blog!!" and "You suck as a person!" Oh wait. The latter wasn't an e-mail, but something she actually said to me in person during a friendly game of beer pong. I was so traumatized by that remark that I get it confused with other things. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat screaming, "I suck as a person!!!"

Anyway. Back to business:

SWEET: The weather has been fantastic! We decided Saturday that we should take advantage of this ("take advantage of this" = do our drinking outside instead of inside). Also, we decided that we should definitely have some sort of fire. Clearly we couldn't just make a bonfire, since we're in city limits and have nosy neighbors and didn't want to get in trouble. So what is there to do? Naturally, take an old grill, dismantle it, and turn it into the best redneck fire pit of all time! It was awesome.

SWEET: I am totally addicted to Twitter. It took a while, but now I understand it. I have a lot of new Internet friends who actually care when I write things regarding massive pork breakfasts or how the Panthers constantly break my heart.

SWEET: We are getting cable on Thursday. The days of moving the antenna around the house are over!

SOUR: Still nothing on the job front.

SWEET: Last week we went to the movies and snuck in mini-wine bottles!

SOUR: There was a praying mantis on my plant outside Saturday. Those things are so scary looking that I cannot even handle it. Remember that episode of Family Matters when Steve Urkel had one for a pet? And then Carl squashed it? (At least I think that was a praying mantis ...) I can't remember the praying mantis's name ... but it was funny. Anyway I digress. I hate the praying mantis. One time in college we came home to our apartment and there was one on the front door. We were all too terrified to go near it or try to get it off, so we stood on the sidewalk and threw pennies at it to try to make it flee. I think we were out there for 20 minutes waiting for that bastard to vacate the premises. When it finally did, it flew! It is totally ridiculous to me that praying mantises can fly. I mean really.