I’m a lot like the egg in this episode of Weebl and Bob.

‘Plus, I’m rather handy with my fists…’

Well, Saturday morning…and by the lack of posts last night, maybe some of you thought that I had things to do. Well, you’re absolutely WRONG.

The life of Froyd seems to be like a fine wine, namely the longer you keep it cooped up, the better the taste. Or at least that’s what I’m hoping it is. I’m definitely hoping it isn’t like a fetid pile of garbage that is avoided as long as possible…

Oh well. I got my room cleaned, laundry done, my desktop computer all ready with windows 95 installed on a second hard drive(for all my DOS games, woohoo!), got my bathroom cleaned and the christmas tree taken down.

And I went to sleep at 10:30. It was a GLORIOUS sleep as well. Slept all night. As usual.

Now though, I have to go to work, that place that sucks all the soul from me and transforms me into a horrible angry person. Oh wait, no…that’s not work, that’s waking up. My bad. Expect posts throughout the day from a bored Froyd.