Here’s my Sunday:
I got up around 1:00.
Fired up the internet connection.
Checked email.
Read through the boards (FFF too).
Drove through the chat room.
Took a shower.
Went over to parent’s house to connect computer, fix email.
Went to grocery store, spent $25 on 2 bags of stuff.
Got home and back on the internet.
Checked the boards.
Chatted in the chat room.
Watered the lawn.
Tried to nap, no success.
Back on the boards again.
Contemplating what to have for dinner.
What did you do today
I also spent 5 minutes torturing the dog by ringing the doorbell repeatedly!
< hahaha, can you tell I am bored? >
I did nothing ( well useful anyway ) .
Got up nursing a hangover . Watch some of the European Cup (Soccer) on T.V .
Logged on checked E-mail . ( no e-mails 
)
Went to shop to buy some food ( pizza )
Looked at True Romance on video .
Logged on again and hung around here .
Looked at more T.V.
Spent a couple of hours trying to get a Comodore 64 emulator working . :o
Logged on again and here I am at 2.38am really thinking I should go to bed coz I’m in work in the morning but I’m not tired .
God , I really need a hobby .
Or a girlfriend. 
Gee, techchick, you’re making me wonder about myself.
I got up @ 6:30 (AM) and have accomplished less than you today.
I did the boards, shower and e-mail (well, I will in a minute), and I’m bbq’n dinner right now.
Yawn…
Got up.
Went to church.
Ogled the teeny-bopper in spaghetti straps in front of me.
Found out she’s a friend of my daughter’s.
Felt old.
Went home.
Ate lunch.
Family went shoe shopping.
Logged on here.
Logged off.
Took nap.
Sorted laundry.
Greeted family.
Ate dinner.
Watched Fox’s cartoons.
Forgot several lines that would make good sigs.
Logged back on.
Still to come, logging off, washing dishes, logging on, trying to make my 200th post, logging off, and going to sleep.
As if my life today wasn’t virtual sleep.
9:30 - Got up. Decided to go back to sleep, decision overturned by bladder rudely informing me it wanted emptying. Shuffled out to bathroom, did business.
9:35 - Went downstairs. Sat in front of computer. Melded with computer, stopping only to make an Instant Breakfast.
11:30 - Showered. Forgot to put gel in hair, thus making me look like a moron. Take forever to dress, because I (as usual) am distracted by one of the numerous Calvin and Hobbes books on the floor and sit around for half an hour in my underwear reading.
12:20 - Go downstairs. Meld with computer.
14:00 - Make turkey sandwich and consume in approximately 2 minutes. Return to computer.
18:30 - Dinner.
18:45 - Meld with computer.
21:50 - Become distracted by parents playing Gran Turismo (I’m so proud that they actually figured out how to turn on my PlayStation without my help…it’s a real milestone).
22:10 - Meld with computer. Browse Straight Dope forums.
22:15 - Notice this thread. Post.
This thread almost makes me feel better about myself; at least I’m not a unique sloth.
Like a total idiot, I worked in the garden yesterday in the full heat. Think I got a bit heat stressed, because when I finally broke down and put on the AC in the bedroom, I had a raging case of insommnia. Read until 4 a.m. So…
A thousand things I could and should have done, i.e. mopping the floors, work on some reports I brought home, etc. but didn’t do any of 'em.
May I be honest? I hate Sundays. They usually end up a depressed bridge between work at home staring me in the face, and anticipating another week of work at work.
Bleah.
Veb
Got up at 10:00, made coffee, read paper, watched French Open on TV, showered, dressed.
Went to Sunday brunch with my boyfriend. Helped him pack up a truckload of his stuff to take to Greenville. He left. I came home, ordered a pizza for dinner, talked to my mom on the phone, got on the SDMB.
My boyfriend starts his new job in Greenville tomorrow. We will only be seeing each other on weekends for the next year or so.
I have GOT to get to work on my thesis this week. I told my advisor I’d have a draft, or something resembling one, to him by the middle of June.
I worked today, wandering around town aimlessly waiting for one of my stores to need my help, noone paged me ALL day long!!
Wandered home around 5pm. Made supper. Ate. Piled dishes in the sink…leave them for hubby to do.
Went outside to see what my kid was up to, she had dug a hole in my driveway 1 1/2 feet accross by 2 1/2 feet long by 2 feet deep ( a couple of other kids helped).
Watched hubby fill in the hole.
Tossed my little archelogist(sp?) in the tub and then in bed.
Flipped through the stations, and watched x-Files.
Check out the excitement on the board, and post.
Thinking it’s time for bed… all this excitement is exhausting.
Woke up at 9
Ate breakfast
Read Dear Abby/Ann Landers and the comics
Waited for my sis to get off the comp
Got on checked email
Read through the boards
Got off 4 hrs later
Took a nap for an hr
Watched _Beetlejuice_for the thousandth time
Got back on the computer
I played with my keys all day. Oooooo, shiny!
Not a typical Sunday for me, but here 'tis:
0730 woken up by son, informed of time.
0745 (still 5 min til my alarm goes off) get rudely awakened by sound of house alarm going off in my ear. Leap out of bed, rush out, see son with sheepish look on face, grabbing phone to answer when alarm co. calls.
0748 go to bathroom, take care of business, step on scales, cry, go get dressed.
0805 turn on 'puter, see message from hubby, send reply stating time of return.
0810 drive son to work, pick up new Sonic breakfasts to try
0845 wake daughter up, tell her breakfast is ready, get on 'puter, talk with hubby online while trying to eat some weird sandwich.
1050 missed church so decide to take daughter out for rest of shopping, but get call from friend who needs a ride to get groceries. yells at daughter to hurry and get ready to leave.
1130 drive to friend’s house, pick her up, take to grocery store in rain, buy snacks for daughter, take friend home.
1250 decide to stop at Target on way home to buy jeans for daughter, short stop. buys an outfit for myself while there, gets talked into buying a camera for dau.
1445 arrives home, carries in groceries, makes lunch, eats sandwich at 'puter while posting on board, yells at dau. to finish her laundry and get packed.
1500-1900 lurks, checks emails, reads threads, posts, checks emails, talks to friend on phone, checks emails.
1900 takes dau. to school, to head back to her summer college prep program. stays to watch her leave on bus.
1730 comes home, gets on 'puter, checks emails, sends emails, lurks, reads a few threads she’s been meaning to read, checks emails.
2000 son comes home from work <friend gave him a ride home>
2150 still on SDMB, posting some, usual stuff… son wants to know what’s for dinner. decides to go finish dinner.
I’ll be back to let you know what happens next.
Man, I need to get a life. Get hubby back, something.
Got up, ate breakfast, did a little shopping…
Unpacked, scraped the bathroom wall texturing off
(repeat until supper)
Oh, and I wrote another email to a new contact from a e-personal ad. We’re going to eat lunch sometime this week (keeping my fingers crossed…)
7am - Woke up.
730am - Woke up again.
745 - Woke up to the putrid smell of my dogs breath and baby needing attention.(Son is off at Camp Oma)
8am - 10am - played with baby,cleaned kitchen, destroyed kitchen, take shower.
945a-1030a - Under constant barrage of " Wanna quickie" from husband. Barely made it out alive.
1030a - 3pm- Went to Meijers and became lost for the better part of the day. Spent $67 on three bags of little things we needed.
320p-Had headache (really.) . Came home to be put under a mortar fire of horniness of “Wanna quickie? Wanna quickie Wanna Quickie”. Note to self: Wave romance novel under husband nose.
330p-5pm - Slept.
515p-830p - Inlaws semi-surprise visit. The return of my son. Listen to inlaws say, " I shouldn’t eat the apple pie and ice cream. But it looks so good. Ok, just a little. Oh that was good. I shouldn’t have eaten it. I feel fat.Why did you give it to me?"
845-10pm - Read bedtime story to son. Repeat for the next hour with him saying, “peepee pee pee” every ten minutes. Place on toilet with no success. re dress and re diaper and repeat until after the tenth time, he whizzes. Cheer him on like he just liberated France all by himself.
11pm - Successfully dodging El Horndog Hubby, cruise the net for something and promptly get sucked into SDMB.
Sitting here with hubby halfway around the world, I have to ask, Shirley. Re:dodging hubby’s amorous advances all day. WHY??? 
Sorry, don’t mind me. I’ll be fine, really. Do cold showers really help? :: insert puzzled, but hopeful smilie::
circa 4:30 am - went to bed
circa 11:00 am - wake up, use bathroom, check email
circa 11:20 am - go back to sleep on couch
3:47 pm - wake up, look at watch, swear, write off planned shopping
3:48 pm - make bowl of Lucky Charms and sit at computer
3:48 pm to now - read e-mail, read SDMB, get Saturday’s mail, read SDMB again, read e-mail, eat dinner, read more SDMB
Oh Shirley, I know how you feel.
I woke up.
I listened to my friend throw up.
I went back to sleep.
I woke up.
I threw up.
I went back to sleep.
I woke up.
I went back to sleep.
I woke up.
I drove home.
I made soup.
I cleaned up cat puke.
I ate my soup.
I threw up my soup.
I cleaned my glasses.
I ate some bread.
I talked on the phone.
I went to Walmart.
I SDMBed.
I watched as my mom made the wedding cake.
I watched some T.V.
I ate some buffalo wings.
I watched a movie.
I am SDMBing.
Gee, we are a wild bunch aren’t we?
LOL