Bruce smells like a pet store. He was just over here loving on me and as he was nuzzling up to me, I noticed just that; that our chihuahua Bruce smells like a pet store. And Cobb, who was walking along the back of the couch and rubbing on me, just farted. That cat has some of the smelliest farts. He used to wake Amanda up at night with his farts.
I fell asleep last night in the papasan. I woke up and finally got in bed about 5:30 this morning.
With work, I was able to catch up pretty well today. I got all the sales caught up, did a few minor jobs and took care of some support. A nice, well-rounded day I suppose.
After work Amanda went out to eat with some people because one of them is leaving. They went to Macaroni Grill. Michael went with his friend Kerry (or is it Carrie?) to see Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby. That left me home by myself which, I thought as I collected trash from the bathroom trash cans, has become an odd feeling. Jason and I played some StarCraft, as we have been wont to do lately. We won a couple games, including one against a poor guy who didn’t realize we were teaming up agaist him. Jason stopped playing one game after that and I decided to play with some other people. It was a two versus two map and my team won. They had the game set on super-fast and I’ve always played on normal speed, so it was a bit trippy playing it like that.
Nerdy stuff, I know.
I was watching the encore of Heroes when Amanda got home and we turned on House. Michael got home shortly after. I think he was disappointed in Talladega Nights.