On Sunday nights, I always find myself wishing that I had been more productive over the weekend. Granted, my goals consisted of very little productivity to begin with.
FAIL. Apparently “past 8:00” is no longer part of my sleeping regimen.This weekend, I’m hoping to sleep in. Late. As in past 8:00.
I am also hoping to catch up on the DVR’d shows I’m embarrassed to admit I record (e.g., 90210, Vampire Diaries, a month’s worth of soaps).
And hopefully while I’m
killing brain cellscatching up on my TV, I can also catch up on the scrapbook I’m supposed to be 3/4 done with for the class I’m taking. What’s that you ask? How far along am I? I plead the fifth.
AerosmithSteven Tyler. Joe Perry. Can I have both, please? So what if they’re old enough to be my dads? They’re welcome in my bed anytime. Okay, all lust aside, Aerosmith rocks. I’ve seen them in concert more than any other band, and I go to MGM Studios just to ride their rollercoaster. I can’t remember a time I didn’t know who they were, my mom passing her love of them onto me at an early age. When I got to college, I found a roommate who loved them just as much as me (if not more). Road trips for the two of us were like our own personal Aerosmith concerts, and while we rarely fought, we both knew the one thing that could end our friendship was deciding who would go home with Joe Perry. Unfortunately, we were never presented with the opportunity to find out.AmbidextrousA little-known fact about me is that I was born left-handed. It wasn’t until we started learning cursive in school that I was encouraged to switch to my right hand. While I now do most day-to-day activities with my right-hand, there are plenty of lefty holdovers. And I can still write with my left hand in a pinch, which sometimes comes in “handy.”Apple, the kind you plug inOnce you go Mac, you never go back. That’s the motto in our house. I grew up on Apple computers, my first one (an Apple II+) given to me by my Uncle Joel, complete with black-and-green screen. From playing Clue, Family Feud, and The Wizard of Oz to learning how to program, the ancient Apple saw me through most of my school years. College required a PC, but it wasn’t long before I reentered the world of Apple while in grad school, purchasing my first iBook. Three generations of Apple computers, one iPod, and one iPhone later, I’ll never go back. See also: iPhone, my other appendage.AwesomeI use this response entirely too much.

I love the ABC idea! I'm so stealing that for something! (filing away for future use…) And thanks for sharing Jen's new Monday Mention project! I think I'll try it!
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