Back to work today, after a busy, crazy, 4 day weekend. I plan to take a 3 day weekend this weekend. You can only imagine how many dishes are in my sink nowadays!
Spent a quiet evening at home, not washing my dishes. I did think about it, though. Does that count?
I transcribed a couple of the audio files in the interview I conducted 2 weeks ago. It is taking longer than I had anticipated. I had thought I could do more work on the audio files this past weekend, but became busier dealing with my dad than I thought I would be. Silly, naive me.
I live such a fascinating life. Even my troll friend doesn't write much anymore. I miss the little, mentally-challenged fella. I can just imagine him pounding away at his special little keyboard, looking up every other word on one of my blog posts, trying really, really hard to understand what I'm writing. He doesn't succeed, of course. He's just too stupid, BUT IT'S NOT HIS FAULT, PEOPLE. He can't help it. Let's feel sorry for him, this poor, illiterate, lonely, pathetic little man.
I know! Let's have a telethon for my troll, raise some money for him so that he can replace his 486-based computer and get a Pentium or something. That would be so nice if we did that.
Let's make this happen.