But then I got home and went for a run, went grocery shopping, made dinner, and made a double batch of cookies. And after I publish this here post I still have plans to wash dishes, paint my nails and watch awesome things on Hulu. So I guess I'm not old, I just have work-induced laziness. And insomnia. Getting there...
molly: there is some kind of giant backyard party going on next door
which would be ok, if it weren't TUESDAY
who does that on a tuesday?
am i getting old?
andrea: who does that on the tuesday after fucking memorial day weekend?
molly: i guess it will be more annoying if it's still happening in 5 hours
andrea: seriously, haven't you partied enough?
molly: right now it's mostly just annoying because i don't want to shut my windows and we're competing for music
andrea: that sucks
i mean, its not that late, but its tuesday, like for realsies
if it is still happening in a few hours, i'm going to yell that out my window
i love that
molly: "people, it's tuesday, like for realsies!"
andrea: there were some cats having sex outside my window like a half an hour ago i think...
molly: but i'll put curlers in my hair and put on a housecoat first
andrea: i should've yelled at them
molly: yesssss ewwww that happens a lot here too
andrea: and a green face mask
I actually muted the tv and went over to the window all "what the crap?"
molly: yeah cause it sounds like babies dying
andrea: i don't even know what to liken it to..
it was upsetting
PS: If anyone can find me a link to the clip of Maya Rudolph's re-appearance as Whitney Houston on SNL this past Saturday, I will love you forever and buy you a drink or... something. It is crucial to Andrea and mine's growing collection of videos to loudly re-enact on the subway.