Puttered around the house, then went to friends’ for dinner. Took kids and puppy for a walk/play in the park. Home now, husband watching Star Trek DVDs, and I’m online. I’m thinking about bed as it’s 11:19pm, but I’m hoping the puppy will go win a Poolitzer Prize outside before bed. I’m supposed to be writing, or burning CDs of stuff from my computer, as it’s getting ready to croak, but as usual, I’m procrastinating. The best way to procrastinate? Surf.
And how else would I have seen–then exposed my husband to the horror of–Mr. Blimp-Penis?
Well, because it’s currently Monday here and I’m at work (so of course I’m surfing the 'net!), but I was online a bit on Sunday as well.
I’m not Christian, my wife isn’t Christian, and my MIL definitely isn’t Christian (she’s one of the few people I’ve met who’s exclusively Shinto), so we had no real reason to do anything special. Plus, since this country is about 99.5% non-Christian, nothing special was going on outside, either. To be honest, I completely forgot about it until my MIL asked why the NYSE was closed on Friday.
I wasn’t surfing much Sunday. I went out in the morning, got on my bike, and did my first metric century. After that, I was too wiped out to even surf for porn.
Been online much of Good Friday to today (the Easter Monday holiday). Why? I’m just not a Christian, is all, and have had work to do, despite the holiday.
I’m online because to me Easter is like any other day, just with lots of chocolate. (I’m an atheist)