Oh my God, what a day I'm having. First the TV burned up or something. I heard a pop and smoke started coming out. Since I know about as much about electronics as I do about open heart surgery, I called the repair shop. While Devin was here fixing the TV, the dishwasher crapped out and water started flowing all over the floor. I couldn't deal with it at all, so I split. I am NOT the domestic goddess type.
About once in a blue moon I actually get a teensy bit envious of girls like Devin who can actually fix things. But then I get over it. She probably couldn't play a decent Fm7 or Dm7add9 if the future of mankind depended on it.
I have some new next door neighbors! I went over to meet them today. Just call me the welcome wagon. Or call me nosey, which would be the truth.
Wayne Garth and Tamara Jones are their names. I'm glad somebody finally moved into that little house. I was tired of it being empty.
Wayne is cute with a capital Q.
He knows it, too.
*eyeroll*
His girlfriend, Tamara, is really nice. We hit it off right away. They're both really athletic. I offered to show them the gym and introduce them around.
I invited them over for dinner, too.
Hah, just look at that knife fly! Mmm-mmm, smells good. Say, maybe I should rethink that domestic goddess thing.
Still cool. Yes, one must get out and meet the neighbors so one knows whether to be nice or run them out out town.;) I saw someone died of starvation in my town too. If I had known they were starving I would have invited them over for a bowl of cereal or.... something.
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