babysitting. bored.

So, I totally forgot where and what my blog was so... obviously. But I am pretty sure no one reads it anyway. I mean, there is one post. I don't even know what my blog is about. Maybe one day I'll look back and laugh at myself.
Correction: one day I will look back and laugh at myself.

So, I am babysitting- and they said I could use their computer- but it is a stupid PC and the keyboard is actually REALLY HARD TO USE!. My wrists are already tired from typing just a little- so it may not go on for long.

I worked this morning at the restaurant and made 70, which was nice. I think I need more clothes. I am now babysitting, and I will be meeting my Ireland program friends soon. (I feel like I need a smaller / shorter name for them).

This is a pretty good gig. I mean, I literally have nothing to do. I should have BROUGHT something to do.

I am going away for a week and I need to find someone to cover my every shift. I would do it now if the schedule was actually up!!!

What not to wear is on in the background but it is so fucking boring. I need to find a real show.

mammmma mmiiiaaaa now I have on touched by an angel. I don't know whats worse. I will keep looking.....
ok. whatever, family guy.

I am over updating now. All I was going to say was that as I ate 2 or 3 spoonfuls of this family's peanut butter I realized that that is one of the most common children-are-in-bed-what-am-i-going-to-do-what-do-they-have-to-eat activities.

Happens every time.

Tootaloo