Another yet brand new day.
Now I really think that holidays are such a bore. The longer I stay at home, the more insane I'll get. It's either me trying to find food in the kitchen every single hour or me on Mary (my lappy) throughout the whole day. Where's George when I need him?? That guy is always busy doing his things. Now you see what I mean? This is exactly the thing you guys should avoid me from doing. Crapping.