I’m sitting in the living room listening to recorded music on our DVR because both tuners are recording right now, so I can’t watch live TV, and of course we have nothing recorded that I want to watch. So I am playing the recorded chunk of the music station that we record so that we can play it when both tuners are busy and we want to play music as we get our daughter ready for bed. Yeah, I know. That’s a long description and it sounds weird, but that’s what I’m doing.
Oh yeah, I also have a petrified scared 15 pound dog in my lap, panting and shaking because someone set of a firecracker outside 45 minutes ago. I gave her a tranquilizer (she has a prescription — seriously) but it hasn’t done anything.
I’ve read all the blogs I subscribe to. I’ve checked my e-mail. I’m caught up on Twitter. I’ve even read tweets from friends of friends of friends.
I’m sitting here bored, listening to recorded "baby go to sleep" music, with a shaking dog in my lap.
Oh yeah, and it’s 9:45 on a Saturday night.
This is the life.
Maybe I should check out MySpace now.