Charles and I were pretending to be adults last night and were talking about our wishes after we died. I told him that in no way was I to be cremated because if there is a zombie apocalypse, I fully intend to participate to the best of my abilities. Charles then remarked that he limps around anyways due to his knees, so really it was not going to be too much of a stretch for him to be a zombie anyways, at least movement-wise. I then also told him to be sure to part me out as well, though given my health it is unlikely that they would use any of my spare parts unless the doctor really hated the patient and wanted to kill them. And if that is the case, I'm pretty sure you have bigger problems than just needing my organs. Like probably you should find a new doctor.
Getting a new iPhone: Well, it was free since I traded my old one in and this was when Verizon still let you get one for fairly cheap.
Downloading the Amazon Music app: Also free, though if you want to get technical I do pay for Amazon Prime, so maybe the app really cost like $99 but I'm deluding myself that it is free.
Downloading Air Supply's "I'm All Out of Love": Well....also free, but possibly $99. See above.
Rocking out to "I'm All Out of Love" at the top of your lungs and totally embarrassing your 9 year old even though you were alone in the house: Priceless, bitchez. Isn't that why we had kids?
I've been hiding at work lately. Mostly because of our accrediting body doing their visit and everyone being all cranky. And because we have to have all of the doors shut in the hallways, so now I am firmly convinced that someone is going to jump out and murder me. And because I am in a back hallway pretty much by myself since my supervisor is on maternity leave, no one would hear me getting murdered. I've got too much stuff to do at home, people, for me to get murdered at work. So I will stay in my office, thankyouverymuch.