Okay, I actually have an entry I should be working on but haven't seemed to be able to get to all day. What with the overwhelming mountains of LAUNDRY, don'tcha know. That and mind numbing video games. And also, naps.
Okay, and I saw my kids and did some grocery shopping and read for a while too, it hasn't been a COMPLETELY useless Sunday.
But the one thing I haven't done is write the KICK ASS entry that my day yesterday deserves. I'll try to get to it tonight, if not, tomorrow. Maybe. Because I suck like that.
But I had to interrupt this day of being lazy with a bit of a rant. About MySpace.
Sigh.
I joined MySpace because Taylor and Ali and Elizabeth were all there. I wasn't all that impressed with it but I stuck around, mostly to keep up with Taylor once she left dland. I created my profile when I first joined (May, maybe? No, before that. But it doesn't matter) and never went back to edit it.
So last week, I finally updated my profile. Partly to remove the link from there to here but also to change my status from "In a Relationship" to "Single". Because it's been months since Bobby and I split, yo.
(By the way, no official Vicki entry is complete without at least one "yo". So suck it if you don't like it)
It's been ONE WEEK (GAHH!!! NO, NOT THAT SONG PLEASE GOD MAKE IT STOPPPPPP!!!!)
Let me start over. It's been seven days and I swear, the freakiest people are crawling out of the woodwork to friend me. I'm ignoring all of them. Especially the 17 year old who just messaged me and called me sexy. Yeah, YOUR MOM!!
And and AND!!! I know Taylor has vented about this before and I think a few others too, but what is up with all the skankalicious women over there? Put some freaking clothes on, for goodness sakes!!!!
This rant brought to you by the number 3 and the number 7---er, I mean 2. TWO!!!!