It's time for Friday Fragments. I apologize in advance if I confuse you. It's what I do.
Apparently, all bad guys are black. I'm not entirely sure how the conversation started, but Charming Husband and Bug were talking about bad guys, and according to Bug, all bad guys are black. Charming Husband did some more digging to try and uncover where THAT came from, and apparently bad guys wear black pants and black sweatshirts and drive black cars. There was no mention, however, of bad guys actually being black. Phew! I do not have a racist 4 year old! Hopefully we can keep him that way.
It's snowing. It was 70 degrees yesterday. Colorado sucks.
I came home from math class the another night and expressed my frustration to Charming Husband about how I was totally lost on what we were doing, which is logarithms and matrices. His response? "Oh those are sooo easy". Oh hey, yeah, fuck you. Not all of us are FINANCE MAJORS! Jackass.
IT"S MARCH BABY!! I love March Madness. LOVE IT! And after last night's games my bracket is beating Charming Husband's. He might be brilliant at math but he ain't got SHIT on the court! Ok, so I can't actually play basketball, but when it comes to gambling on which teams are going to win and which games are going to be major upsets, I win. hands down. As soon as the Madness is done, it's April. And do you know what April is? BASEBALL SEASON! This is the best time of year. Except for the snow of course. which still sucks.
You know how on Friends (the TV show, obviously) Ross and Monica had that thing they did with their hands to replace using the middle finger or the actual F word when they were mad at each other because they weren't allowed to use the middle finger or the actual F word? Where you pound the sides of your fists together? Yeah, I need one of those for writing. Some little symbol that says, "oh hey, yeah, fuck you" instead of typing that out every time. Make this little bloggy a little more grandma appropriate just in case she comes across it. Which she probably will because I link to new posts on Facebook and she is a Facebook friend. Yeah, my grandma is on FB. My grandma is cooler than yours.