At least I didn't waste my time

I love Wednesdays...mostly just for the T.V. shows that are on though. Tonight we watched Project Runway and Private Practice, and recorded Top Design to watch tomorrow. They all happen to be on at the same time...how dare they! I don't like admitting that I'm one of those people that looks forward to certain days because of what's on television, but I guess I have to come clean someday. I am an addict. Only to certain T.V. shows though. And I would have to say I think they are not among the ones that make one dumber after watching them. Some of those would be Gossip Girl and Paris Hilton's new best friend search or whatever the hell she's doing.

I made a delicious dinner tonight though. I actually made something from a real, written down recipe. (Wow!) I normally just throw stuff together and hope it tastes good. I've been pretty lucky...so far. I decided to look through my vegetarian cookbook for tonight though, and I ended up making some baked macaroni and cheese with onions. It was delicious. And I even added bread crumbs, which the recipe did not call for. It made it 10 times better. I was a little bit proud. That's really all I've done with my evening so I don't have much else to be proud of today.

Yesterday I busted out with a two and a half mile run though. I was surprised, I haven't ran outside in a few weeks; I didn't expect to make it one block, but I just kept on truckin' and somehow made it two and half miles. I was mildly proud of that too. I also got the pleasure of watching a cat chase a chipmunk down the sidewalk for a few minutes while I was running too. That helped take my mind off the wheezing.

This is a little off topic, but what in the name of Jehovah's witness are the people upstairs doing? It sounds like they have a roller rink in their living room and are working on the triple axle, perhaps falling down a lot. I have no idea how they make that much noise. It's not even talking, or yelling or music. Just stomping and big booms. I would understand if this was just a one time occurrence, but it happens all the time...like now. Maybe they're compulsive furniture re-arrangers. I could understand that. I rearranged my room yesterday; I felt it needed better feng shui, and I think I achieved that. I'm feeling the flow now. My bed is now in the little nook that my desk used to be in. It's very cozy.

And thinking about my bed makes me want to quit my rambling and get in it. Sounds like a good idea to me. I have to be mildly awake for Spanish class tomorrow; we're watching a movie, which means I will be more likely to fall asleep than usual. 

Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite. And if they do, whack 'em with a shoe till they turn black and blue.

(My grandma always used to add on the last part about whacking the bed bugs. It always used to make me laugh...and still does in fact.)