This whole “sitting in front of the computer and typing almost non-stop” thing is great, but I need to get the numbness out of my butt, the soreness out of my shoulder and some energy back into my body.

If you need me, I’ll be wandering aimlessly around the house… on and off. (Okay, so I’m not going to get very far from the computer. This is ME we’re talking about here, folks.)

What do you think, by the way? Is it working? Does it look good? Feedback, people, feedback! I’m workin’ in a vacuum here, and we know that all nature abhors a vacuum…

Wendi arrived from her DJ gig, flush with tip money. Woo hoo! I unloaded her van, and now she’s off to the store to pick up things we’ll need for tomorrow and what-not. Then she’s going to hit the hay since she has another very busy day ahead.

Lucky her. Sorta. At least I’ll have the luxury of sleeping parts of my day away tomorrow.

I know what I’ll be spending at least part of my time on. Dishes, garbage and laundry.

That’s right, folks. Do I know how to live, or what? I’d really like to get the damned houseflies out of the house, though, and given the pigsty that our house has become and given that I’m not leaving the house today… it’s a good match, wouldn’t you agree?

Mind you, I’ll be drafting the children for some of it. Their room really needs a good-clean, and they can pick up the living room. Mwahahaha…

What do you know? I was a productive member of the household for almost half an hour. I unloaded and loaded the dishwasher, which also meant cleaning out the sink and throwing away all kinds of foodstuffs left out for the flies to graze upon.

Next time, garbage. No, not Shirley Manson and company, sad to say.

Also next time, pictures. Not of bunnies, sadly (still waiting for Erica to be home for that) but of what happens when plastic utensils are left in an oven when that oven is turned on by someone who didn’t know that dirty dishes were being stored therein. Yeah, it’s kinda neat but mostly just geeky.

And it’s bloggable, which is what this is all about: Finding goofy things to fill 24 hours’ worth of entries. Yeah.

Wendi and the kids have returned. The children are cleaning their room in anticipation of The Great Bunny Photo Shoot, and Wendi’s preparing for her impending DJ gig. Me, I’m chowing on Wheat Thins, drinking Mug root beer, and looking forward to lots of orange juice, corn dogs and chicken.

That’s right. We now how to live, baby.