We're having internet issues here at VonPartypants headquarters.
My fancypants mega awesome "faster than a speed reader on crack" service has been sloooooooow.
"Dial up service circa 1994" slow. "Your aunt Bertha with a walker and pumped up with morphine" slow. "Waiting in line at the DMV" slow.
It took me 20 minutes to get logged on to blogger and upload this picture of my laptop, so until this is fixed (hopefully between 6:00a.m. and 11:00p.m. today, according to the testy man on the phone yesterday), I'll be m.i.a. for a bit more.
But really, other than:
-the fact that we had a jackhammer in our basement yesterday along with a giant pile of dirt
-the fact that our plumber said "this job really SUCKS" and "how old IS this house?" more than once yesterday
-the fact that I've been obsessively smelling my cats- their fur smells really good this week for whatever reason
-the fact that I have spent most of my week sitting on my butt, waiting for plumbers, handymen, etc...to either call or show up while phone-stalking the salesman who sold us our new couch which was supposed to be delivered almost two weeks ago and is still not here
-the fact that I keep eating an oddly delicious mixture of whole wheat pasta, chickpeas and eggs with parmesan cheese
-the fact that I had dinner with some old friends and the best line of the night was "Cindy McCain needs a good, swift kick in her taco"
-the fact that the fact that I'm getting ready for a garage sale that I'm having with a friend next week and I'm far more excited to do this than I should be,
I got nothin'.
Maybe later, my binary bits of interesting but useless information. Maybe later.