Stalker & Life

I might have a stalker. Coworker comes into work on his days off when he knows I'm there. He hovers around me to the point other people notice. At work, we call him Stalker. It's seriously creepy. I'm fully regretting that date now. Which, of course, he is telling people he regrets. Because I'm the crazy one. Psh, sure I am.

In other news, Dels is almost healed. He has two teeny scabbed areas left and if he stops scratching, they should be healed soon. Poor thing has a huge bald spot but some fur is growing back. I took his cone off and let him outside for the first time since he became sick today. He honestly had no clue what to do with himself. He freaked at every sound since he hadn't heard them in so long, it was kind of cute. What wasn't cute was the bath I had to give him when he came back in. I was soaked.

I had an old skool day. I found a copy of Super Mario Bros the movie at my local WalMart, so I obviously bought it without a second thought. I spent my night reliving my wonderful childhood and as soon as it was over, I pulled out my brand new game. Momz bought an Xbox Kinect so I got Michael Jackson: The Experience. Needless to say, I've spent hours on this game. I've spent hours singing in flasetto and humping the air.

Hee!

Revamping and Halloween Stories

When I have bouts of insomnia, it apparently ends in another new look for the page. I like this one, so maybe it'll stay this way for awhile. I spent forever on the new banner and it's a little big but I'm just fine with that. I'm supposed to be up in about five hours and out the door in six. I doubt I'm going to get more than a short nap. Tea and coffee are just going to have to be my best friends now aren't they.

Since I'm going slightly crazy from boredom I'll share a story. This takes place a few days before Halloween of 2009 while I was living in Salem, Ma. I was invited to a costume party in Lynn, just a town over, and I was pretty excited as I had choosen to dress up as Billy Mays that year. You all remember Billy Mays right, the amazing man who screamed at you to buy his cleaning products? Yeah, I love him. I looked quite amazing, especially next to Michael Jackson. Yep, my best friend, Mal, went as the one and only MJacks. She was probably the best MJacks impersonator you could hope to see.