Sunday Bloody Sunday

Where the hell does the weekend go?

I mean aside from the fact that I was up until about 5 this morning playing Mall Tycoon (FYI, now have a mall rivaling West Ed full dress with stores paying notorious rent and charging customers up the Wahoo.. truly am meant to be a tycoon, methinks), my weekend appears to have slipped through my fingers somewhere between me, err, chatting, and -- sleeping?

I honestly can't think of one really interesting thing I did all weekend.

Well ok -- I think the reason my sim mall is doing so amazingly is because I wandered around the real thing for about 4 hours yesterday with Ryan. I think the purpose was to go Christmas shopping, but I came home with a paltry 2 gifts for other people and the Clone High Box set for myself. I really have to stop doing that. :S

I'm stumped for presents for my brother, Trinity. When asked what he wanted for Christmas, he responded with, 'A job, black hair dye and a car'. Hmmm.

I saw a black AFI hoodie that I knew he'd really like, but unfortunately they only went up to XL. Damn anorexic emo kids.

Just like any other 18 year old boy, he'd also like an X Box 360 or a new cell phone.. but since I'm on a 'tight' (ie. broke ass) budget, I'm officially stumped.

Tonight I am bound and determined to forget about work tomorrow and enjoy myself. Despite the Freudian slip the marketing suits at Mickey D's just pulled, I'm still craving a Big Mac. Maybe a nap. But I really did want to decorate for Christmas tonight.

However.. the nap seems easiest.

So much for enjoyment.