More Cowbell!

Tomorrow it looks like I'll finally be seeing Talladega Night's. I've been looking forward to it so much that I will leave the room if a commercial for it comes on, I don't want to ruin it.

I think I've broken everything that I can here at work, it's insane. I broke an entire piece of hardware yesterday, well I didn't break it, per se, it just stopped working in my care. Apparently flash memory doesn't erase itself but honestly I didn't touch it. Then I broke some software programs this morning. I'm cursed. So I'm downloading a bunch of packages to install that will fix it, but downloads are taking forever...not fun!

Sears has officially lost my dining room set. I wasn't too happy with them. Now they are doing goofy things to my credit card, maybe next week I'll have a table? I guess that's what I get by trying to save $300 ordering online than in the store. I just want to eat on a table not the couch, that's apparently too much to ask.

Going to the exhibition this weekend too. I'm looking forward to that. Give me an elephant ear and I'll be quite content for the next little while. It's amazing that a deep fried piece of dough has that much power over me.

My computer room is almost all set up, that's exciting, it came together pretty quickly. I have a stuffed animal problem though. I took a couple with me from home, but it's still too many. I thought it's nice to have a couple around. Even with 1 around it still looks like a 10 year old lives there or something. I don't know what to do. Maybe I'll get a nice feminine bedspread for the spare bed and they can live there? That's still crazy 40 year old spinster vibe-y though.

Last night I was getting ready for bed, I heard a rumbling outside. Just as I was cursing a "thunderstorm", I happened to look out the bedroom patio doors. It wasn't a thunderstorm at all, in fact, I could see the exhibition fireworks perfectly from the doors and on the balcony. I couldn't see the really low ones but there were a ton of high ones. That was pretty cool. So I sat outside in my pjs for a while and watched the rest of the fireworks. If I had known they were going on, I would have personally gone and saw them, but this was pretty good too.

I'm also noticing I'm becoming a clean freak. If anyone had ever seen my bedroom in my parents house, you know that that is hard to believe. I'm becoming one of those obsessive, everything has a spot and it better be there person too. It's really annoying, I have to try to lighten up on these issues but it's tough! I never saw this one coming. When I was little, we always had a room that no one could go into, the living room, in order to keep it clean. Even the cats weren't allowed in there. Although they would sit at the edge of the room and gaze longingly into it. Then you would catch them putting a paw in if they thought you weren't looking, but one word to them and they were out again. I always said that there wouldn't be this type of room in my house ever. But now I'm starting to see the upside of it. One space all to you that you can keep clean, because no one uses it. Okay it still makes no logical sense, but it appeals to the organizational nature of my personality. Wow, I'm messed up.