chock-a-block!

I almost cleaned my basement today. i give myself credit for seriously considering it, but eventually i decided to read this book instead.

Nothing says good times like a book chock-a-block full of serial killer hi-jinks, let me tell you! i've laughed, i've cried, i've engorged my spleen. It's a rollicking good time, even better than doing my laundry (or cleaning the basement...) truly a dream come true! This book can do many things, including making me forget enough of my day to get to sleep without drinking mouthwash, but unfortunately, it kept me away from cleaning my poor neglected basement for one more day. The bastard.

mmm ping pong

Basement update! we are finally down to having just one ping-pong table in our basement. yes, we actually had two down there, because apparently we really really love us some ping-pong, we are ping-pong fanatics, ping-pong-aholics even. or not. we used to play, (badly), but recently the stacks of crap piled three feet deep on the tables kind of got in the way. they do that. so last night we cleared one completely off and chucked it. well, we chucked it after dragging it up the stairs, bumping a hole in the ceiling with it, and hefting it out the door and through the garage. It was so much fun i almost peed my pants.

Do i think about pudding too much?

I think i may have to change the name of my blog, because cleaning anything, especially my basement, is the furthest thing from my mind right now. What is on my mind, you ask? My son, because 2 year olds refuse to be off your mind for longer than approximately 3 seconds, especially when there are cookies involved. School, because it is sucking the life out of me. And pudding, um, because it is delicious. The way things are going now, my basement could have evaporated for all i know, (as they are known to do from time to time in order to escape religious persecution). But i still cling to the hope that one day my crazy mutant professors will stop hounding me for my life blood, and i will once again be free to roam amidst the majestic glory that is my basement. It's always good to have something to look forward to. Even if it is really pathetic.