It’s generally just a politeness when asked. Unless, of course, you experienced some noteworthy event or have a really cool job like as an actor, some sort of artist (a musician, author, art artist), scientist, inventor, explorer etc. and created something ubersuperfantastic, or made some new discovery.
Anyway, I’m none of those, but I’ll tell you anyhow.
OK, so I had Chobani Chocolate Haze Craze Flips yogurt for breakfast (and just looked at their site, they have Green Tea yogurt and others our store apparently doesn't carry. OMG they are sooooo delish!).
(Oh, and of course I got up [obviously], showered, brushed teeth, dressed, put on make-up, went potty, then went down stairs, packed lunch and so forth, too. Mostly in that order.)
K, then did stuff and things, boring 'have to do' stuff and things, not at home doing the stuff and things I prefer.
Didn't have a watch so the time is all relative. Or irrelative. Dunno which.
Before lunch my stomach started to make some really loud noises (I hate when it does that, how rude and impolite it is), THEN, this is the truth and nothing but the truth so help me oh great cosmic deity of unknown origin, it sounded like it was saying ‘I’m Groot’. NO JOKING, FOR REALS. It groaned 'I'm Groot'!
Yeah, I had watched ‘Guardians of the Galaxy’ again on Sunday and that could have had something to do with it.
But who knows, maybe the flora<(like plants...like Groot sorta) that live in my gut enjoyed the movie as much as I did and were joking around, doing an impression *nodding seriously*.
I mean, they are alive and with just having the yogurt for breakfast I probably introduced newcomers and they were having a welcoming party in my gastrointestinal tract.
Hey, it’s a possibility!
Or it was just me trying to make something out of nothing. Just gas moving around, but that’s not as interesting as friendly bacteria having fun.
Yeah, my imagination sometimes goes wild, like it used to sound like our old printer was saying ‘help me, help me, help me’. Maybe it was possessed. Everyone’s energy has to go someplace when they die, so maybe someone’s ended up in the printer? Dunno. And sometimes our refrigerator makes weird noises, too that sound like it's trying to speak human! Electronics becoming sentient!!!!
Though probably it's just that recognition thing where you're, well in this case, my, brain tries to identify and relate things, sometimes illogically. You think?
So, then I ate a peanut butter samich on multi-grain bread, had a thing of orange juice, was forced to do more stuff and things when I’d rather be home doing something that interests me, and now I am home writing this.
See, I told you it was boring.
Oh, and this morning, before I left the house, I reposted the new and improved games I made for HELLdin’s story (she being a personification of me if you haven’t figured that one out yet.)
They aren’t really new or improved I just made opening screens for each so you wouldn’t have to refresh the page unless you wanted to play them again and since they are lame you probably wouldn’t want to but that’s ok it doesn’t hurt my feelings very much if you think they were stupid and that I have a lot of nerve even to call them games when they are merely poor attempts at creativity but I will get better I promise you that it will just take time which I never ever have enough of to begin with and I have to learn to manage it more wisely *taking a breath here* and now I think I’m finished.
I may or may not add what I did the rest of the afternoon and evening.
More probable not.