Right now Amy Blair is more like Linda Blair in "The Exorcist"...evil. Of course Linda Blair is vegan and totally rad and Amy Blair makes my Fridays, so I really have nothing against either of them.
But before I read Week In Craig today, I knew what I was going to do with the extra money from my paycheck which had 15.75 hours of overtime pay on it. I was going to budget it the same as always and leave the extra money in there and it would eventually go to one of the following:
-paying back my friend (a whole lot faster)
-getting new glasses (desperately needed)
-putting money back in my savings that I took out (post-nyc/dad's birthday)
-giving my parents money (can you ever *really* pay them back?)
Of course now I have visions of pink rabbits dancing in my head and loads of thanks are on their way to New York.
I remember the disappointment when the rabbit died. It was bad enough when the battery went dead, but to have it break down on me was the worst. Of course only one of the functions went out but it was the function. So it was good as dead anyhow. If it was going to be a vegetable I'd rather just let it go. Hmm...vegetable, I guess I could have tried one of those, but you aren't supposed to play with your food and I'm pretty sure that is way out of bounds.
So the ear-wiggling era ended and I had to go back to the old school method, which I like to jokingly refer to as "going digital". There aren't as many technical difficulties, it's free, and a lot quieter. But the rabbit habit is a hard one to shake.
If I lived alone it wouldn't even be a question. But the walls are thin and the house is stacked against me right now.
I'm telling you, if someone invents a silencer for vibrators, s/he will make a killing.