Chaosity

Anna and I were up really late last night. I got up and 10:30 to let Daisy out, but then I went back to bed until two or so. Somehow though, I'm pretty tired. I think I'll go to bed early tonight.
I made chocolate chip cookies for Anna. The texture of the batter seemed rather odd in the mixing bowl, but the cookies turned out well.
I had to go to Wal-mart to get eggs to make those cookies. While there I also went ahead and picked up some milk and kitty litter and such. I figured that I should "kill two birds with one stone," so to speak.
After I made cookies, we went to the in-laws with Daisy. I threw the frisbee for Hank for awhile.
Oddly, it's my right pectoral muscle that is the most sore from throwing the frisbee. It must have been from the violent stretching of a throw.
The Rockies lost in extra innings. My life is ruined.
I talked to my dad for awhile about his elk hunt. It just made me wish I could be in Colorado elk hunting too.
After we came back from the in-laws, Anna's computer decided to go to hell. This is the same computer that just had a factory image restore performed. It should have been working like new. Anna had to perform another restore. I think it's back to a semi-functioning state at the moment.
I ironed our clothes for church tomorrow. That way I won't have to get up to do it in the morning. I plan on waking up ten minutes before we have to leave.
I discovered that Oh, Sleeper and The Chariot will be back in Indianapolis next month. I think I'll go. They aren't exactly my favorite bands, but The Chariot puts on such an insane show that it would be a shame to miss it.
I did a couple loads of laundry tonight. I still hadn't folded the clothes from the last time I did laundry, so I folded those clothes while the others were in the washer.
I tried to make Anna feel better about her computer by making her a quesadilla. I forgot I was making it...twice. It burned on both sides. I pulled the chicken out of it and started over with a new tortilla.
This feels like it might be my most borning post ever.
I'm not wearing underwear.
There, now it's a little more exciting.
Apartment 109: Janet
Janet moved in to 109 at the beginning of July. Her sister-in-law took care of everything on her behalf. Janet seems to have a little problem with alcohol. I guess her brother and his wife handle all of her money to prevent her from spending it all on liquor. Janet seems nice. Mostly she keeps to herself. Her sister-in-law, on the other hand, is exceedingly overwhelming. She stopped by nearly every day during the process of getting Janet's paperwork complete, asking when it would all be ready. She's a Avon lady, and she sure looks like it. Janet, by comparison, does not look like an Avon lady. She's rather unfortunate of features. She's very small in stature and has some of the worst teeth I have ever seen. She badly needed braces and frequent dental exams. (Man, I feel mean for saying all of this, but I'm trying to be honest in my descriptions) Janet likes wolves. On the few occasions I've seen her apartment, I've noted that nearly all of her decorations involve wolves in some form or another. It wouldn't surprise me in the least to see her wearing one of those incredibly awesome wolf t-shirts that are so popular amongst all the cool kids. Behold the awesomeness. http://www.amazon.com/Three-Wolf-Moon-T-Shirt-Medium/dp/B000NZW3J8/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=apparel&qid=1252821169&sr=8-1 (And read the reviews. That's the best part)