Try Again Tomorrow

Well the Yankees didn't close it out last night, so we have to wait until tomorrow for my father to get out of his bitchy miserable mood into his "I'm better than you because I'm a Yankees fan and my last name is Gehrig" mode. He woke me up this morning to wire the new oven that came because we had to take it off of the old one. Of course it was three Phillips head screws and there's no way to wire it backwards but he is in fact just that helpless. The magical cleaning fairy just got done tonight and now I can lay around and pretend that I did nothing all day. I actually do feel fat and entirely useless as of late because I've eaten and slept and done nothing else but sit online. It's pretty pathetic if I may say so myself. At least the cat has cuddled up with me. So really my life is still a joke and I'm tired of it but what else is new right?