I write sins, not tragedies

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the ***damn door?!" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

One mother of a song here! Yip.

First things first... whyyyyy whyyyy did I not do laundry this weekend?! Why dear God? *sniff sniff*

What have I done?!

Of course, all my snazzy pants are dirty, right... so, naturally, I got out a pair of pants I haven't worn in ages...

Let's just say that this is how I look:


Yah... like one great brown fuzzy bear.

The pants are - I guess - great... but they are soooo fuzzzyyyyyy and browwwnnn... oof. Whhyyyyyy. What did I do?!










Anyways - the weekend! After a stressfull run with the boys (kids) and that MovieTowne/money-spending trip, I needed a dose of adult-something. So I called J. up after I had a nap on Friday evening and at about 11pm we headed... er... all over. We first went to have KFC's "taste of India" chicken (yeah, it looked kinda green-ish like that) - yep, curry-fried chicken - then we just drove and drove after. We then finally landed in a club that was near empty at 2am. He's always been a fun breath of fresh air, and I felt good after headed home at about 4am. Not wanting to drive all the way back to Chag., I called my sister to see if I spend the "night"... expecting to hear a gruggy voice, I was oh too startled to hear a chirpy hello... of course, she said, she was surprised to hear me, too, as she was expecting to hear "oh, sorry - wrong number". Funny. Her husband used to tell her "yuh like a lil cockroach eh... squibbling about at weird hours doing things". She'd never change :)

Of course, in true T and S style, we stayed up and talked until about 5:30am, then I knocked out - cold. Slept til 1pm or so.

And then it was pop-rock... or as someone *ahem - J - ahem* said after I invited him "how do you pop a rock?" Talk about a Geologist to the core. Heh.

Pop-rock music awards, nerd! Well, this year it was more of a concert - no competition. Talk about poorly attended this year. Anyways, my sis invited her friends from school - one Grenadian (my ex-roomie), a Vincentian and a St. Lucian. They seemed to - er - enjoy the "different" setting. Apparently it was their first rock concert. Keekee.

The DJ also played some crappy music in between bands... I had to go request some good songs - one being I write sins, not tragedies... I almost went mad - my zuper belt fell off in the midst of my jumping and singing "I'd chime in with a haven't you people ever heard of..."

I had a blast, as always... Suz was disappointed that the bands really weren't what they usually are... but maaaan... I love the local bands. Rojas (from Orange sky) - I think he was checking me out... well, he kept looking our way even though his girl was right there *oof, guys*, and Jointpop's dude hung with us for a bit too... it was ever so random. Insert Coin was so good, and my fav band - Burn - rocked the docks. Xenn didn't play, nor did O-Sky or Skid, but they were all there... can't wait for another live performance thingie like that.

Er... then church on Sunday... no beach, and lots of food. Still tired, and with no boss, no deputy boss nor any secretary here today - the temptation to leave at half day is too strong. Must... resist....

Doo-doo's birthday is tomorrow, and he's having a sweet sixteen party... so I do have to leave early enough, anyways, to go get gifts et al. Baby bro is growing up *sniffle*.




*Zuper! You've got work to do! Darn it!*