I am totally flaking out on writing anything even marginally meaningful (depending on your definition of marginally meaningful) tonight in favor of curling up in bed to plow through another chapter of “Build Your Own Standards Compliant Website Using Dreamweaver 8″ or as I like to call it “A Book That Will Hopefully Make Dreamweaver More Than Something Currently Just Taking Up Space On Your Desktop And Will Clear Up A Few Things That A Semester Long Class Didn’t”.
I need something enjoyable this evening since I am willingly choosing to go to the mall tomorrow so I can exchange some overalls I bought for Owen for a bigger size. Surly mall store employees on a Saturday at the mall–I’m all giddy just thinking about it. Or you know, just dizzy from all the hyperventilating over the mall on Saturday and all the PEOPLE that will be there because I’m one of those lucky people who might be just the teensiest socially anxious. Take your pick.