Wasted Time

I got home from work at 2ish.. it's now about to be 4 and I've sat behind computer trying to update this sad, sad, blog. 2 HOURS I've been trying to figure all of this out and I think I've finally got it! Go me! I'm sure my husband would be so happy to know that I spent 2 wasted hours on this when there are so many things I should be doing. Between Facebook, email, MySpace, Twitter, and now Blogger I'll be quite the little social-butterfly-time-waster.

Earlier today I had to stop and get gas on my way home from work. I figured that driving to work with the gas light on was a bad enough idea and driving home with the light on would be a "I'm out of gas. Jared please come help me!" phone call that I did not want to make. So I stop to get gas and I put my debit card in the little slot and put "pay outside debit" and it says "please see cashier." I don't want to see the cashier, I want to do it here. So finally after shoving my card in the pump numerous times I give in and begin to walk into the gas station. I take about 5 steps away from my car and some sleazy guy with missing teeth & wearing an Earnhart cap says to me, "hey baby, nice tails." I paused for a second then just walk into the gas station pretty puzzled. I started thinking about what he said as I was waiting inline to pay for gas along with a lot of other people who were apparently hitting up QT's special on hot dogs... I kept saying in my mind, tails, tails, tails.. What was he talking about? My first thought was that he was referencing my rear end, but why did he say "tails" because I only have one, singular, tail end- maybe? Then I look down and I have my hair in pig TAILS! (During the summer I refuse to fix my hair unless it's absolutely necessary. It's way too long and it's too hot to use a blow dryer! So I always put it in braided pig tails.) I was glad to know he wasn't talking about anything other my braided pig tails. :)

That's all for today! I've got to get some things done!