French fried oniony goodness with a side of boredom 2002-11-25 - 2:16 p.m.
I just ate all the french fried onions. I do this every year. That greasy, oniony goodness just can't wait for the green bean casserole. They're like crunchy little pieces of heaven! See now, if those idiots knew how to make a decent schedule, I could have been at work today. Approximately two miles away from the french fried onions. But no. I am here, sitting on my ass, forced to give in to my weakness. Oh the humanity.
Basically, I'm very bored. I finished that book about Cleopatra, and I started on "The Shelters of Stone". I made the mistake of reading the bad reviews for it before I picked up the book. They're coming true. I also received an ultimatum today- get a clue about January by December 12. I'm clueless. Seriously. That movie should have been about me. Somehow that little voice in the back of my mind says it's not going to happen. Funny, that's what it said in August. I need a clue. Please?
Well, now I will at least kick myself off the computer. :-P