What my brain is thinking

[trickykitty]

house house house

house house house house house house

hooooooussse

er....

work, broken nail in the quick hurts, which kinds of sounds like HOOOOOUSEEE

friends coming to visit in the house, to play in the house, to eat in the house, to hang in the house, to house in the house

house house house house

and...house

oh, and guess which show I'm still watching while doing my elliptical workouts...

I can't decide which torture is worse. This, or that time when I left my debit card at the club, had no cash on me, and was dragged out with the boys to the comic/games/dice/movies shop. That at least only lasted for an afternoon. I have no idea how long this is going to go on, which I think exacerbates the situation exponentially. Antica.....pation. (You're welcome for the image.)