It is time for the little fucker to live up to his promise and end this Winter shit.
On February second a liquored up (allegedly, I mean... don't you need to be really wasted to think that hauling an innocent, sleeping furry creature out of it's warm, Winterized den is even remotely cool?) overdressed man (why is it always men who do this crazy shit? In tuxedos?), hauled Punxsutawney Phil out of his hole and the creature, through his incredible powers of prognostication predicted an early Spring.
It snowed here, yesterday.
The groundhog lied.
He gets that one free pass. Now, if there is any further hint of Winter, the little fucker is toast.
It is a prettier day, today. It is sunny and warming up a little. I did all my laundry yesterday. Today, I have other chores to do. Then I think I need a fresh manicure. My pedicure is still in good shape, so I don't have to hassle with that.
I suppose I should get to it... I have spent the entire morning just sitting around, slurping coffee, goofing around on my 'puter, watching TV. Being completely unproductive and useless in the extreme. I just finished watching Easy A. Have you seen it? I have to say, for a "teen movie" it is surprisingly good. Sharp, smart and funny as heck. It is a very loose, contemporary adaptation of Hawthorne's The Scarlet Letter. I got a kick out of it.
Let's see... Yesterday I did well on calories. 1300 and change and I drank all of my water. I managed to stay out of the chip bag and away from other free roaming things I shouldn't eat. I am working to extend my streak today, as well.
Okay, I need to get off this computer and my ass and get to it. I'll check in with all of you, later. :D