I don’t know if this is good or bad. The other day I bought a book, and I realised I already owned it. Today, I’m browsing through Bookmooch and marking some books that I would like to get. However, I cannot remember if I have any of them or not.
I am thinking about turning my old blog into a book blog. I don’t much care for doing book reviews, but I do love to ramble on and on about book-related things. Okay, I just like to ramble.
I just realised that my 25th birthday is coming up in two months and five days. I am almost a quarter of a century old… I think I’m going through a mid-life crisis or something here. I must have a Harley.
And, I know I’m deranged and all, but I cannot figure out, for the life of me, how to get out of the left side of the bed. I do, indeed, have mad spatial skillz.
My husband will sleep through anything– I was making so much noise the other night, that I am now convinced that if we are ever burglarised, I will have to use my mad ninja skillz to fight them off.
But, I have found my secret weapon– not against the evil burglars (I mean, hello, ninja) but against my sleepy husband. When I put my icey cold fingers on him, he jumps and yells, “oh geez”, while still sleeping. It’s a blast to do, I mean, of course, in the name of science, since he’s a bit of an experiment, for umm, research purposes, and uh never, ever annoyance purposes or anything like that. Right.
Yes, I do have as many mad skillz as this entry suggests.