Meh?

I was asleep before eight last night. I think. Cops was still on... maybe. o_o I don't remember right now. Didn't stay asleep, though, just kind of bounced in and out of unconsciousness. That's okay, though. Last day. Fridays are good.

Mom's still not feeling well, and it has me wondering if she's taking the trip to the house today. It's selfish, but I really don't want to take public transportation home on Sunday. I have to go up there, though, because I have to get my luggage. I have my carry-on bag for the flight, but didn't bring anything else. I think both pieces are down in the basement. Glad in a way this is a short trip. The smaller of the two bags should be fine for this.

Hm.

Have come to the conclusion that while the keyboard is awesome, the mouse has issues. Then again, people on Amazon said the same, so I shouldn't be surprised. I haven't had this much trouble clicking ever. The problem is the button starts nearly halfway down the mouse's length, but the actual BUTTON is located at the tip, so I'll press the thing down and it'll be too far back for it to register. -_- Still, keyboard's great, so I can't complain too much. I can always plug the corded mouse back in.

I'm sitting here trying to decide what I want to eat. I want shrimp, really. I want fried shrimp. The trouble is finding a place around here that sells it for a decent price. This area's too expensive and touristy.

Playing Burnout Revenge.

Craig and I have been doing this thing where one of us will say something, and the other will immediately say "Your mom's a..." and whatever the thing was. So this is what happened a minute ago. I'm playing Burnout Revenge, Road Rage, so I'm slamming cars into walls and other cars and gigantic vehicles, they're trying to slam me back.

Me: Oh shit, big rig.

Craig: Your mom's a big rig.