Espin Ads, Mothers Day, and Today in Review.

Though not in any particular order, you see.

So, today, I was awoken at nine in the morning. Because it was important that I be up and ready for an hour before I leave to do karate at 10:30. This bothered me, but I hauled my ass out of bed anyway and was making some waffles when mom and dad began arguing. They were yelling real loud, so I headed upstairs and read a bit. That got them to shut up real fast. Once the yelling was gone, I was beckoned downstairs, and had my waffles.

So, I called Scott to see if we could get together after my lessons. No, he had a project. Fwoosh, there go my plans. So I mill about a bit, head to karate and learn that my private teacher thought I wasn't showing up that day, so I sat around for a half hour before lessons I could do began. After an hour of relaxed exercise (they don't push us as hard as they used too, which is no fun), I was picked up. I hopped on the computer and noted that I had missed the group run in WoW too. Oddly enough, I still got a spot. Whatever. So I played on the computer, alternating between WoW and the internet as was my wont. So, now that you're good and bored, I'll get to the good part: around 9 o'clock (perhaps eight) my dad came in and was like, "Hey, let's watch that movie now." (We had been discussing my lack of experience with classics). So, we watched half of The Seventh Samurai, an old eastern samurai movie, that was pretty funny.

So, that's my day. I had nothing else to blog about, until I was on facebook.

Now, anyone who's ever used facebook will have noticed the "eSpin" adds that occupy the side of the screen. I understand they're trying to attract customers, and change it up a bit, which is why you see one of three girls in the ad. The first two are what you would expect, slim teenage girls in bikinis. The third is an angry-looking redhead wearing an ugly yellow tank top and sticking her tongue out at the reader. Most repulsive dating-service add I've ever seen. Maybe some people find it attractive. Go figure.

Anyway, its mother's day tommorow.

That means we all give our mother gifts that she will thank us graciously for, use for a week, and then forget about. For me, it involves giving her a gift that I had no part in choosing, buying, compensating the buyer(s)/chooser(s) for, or being in any way involved with until I press it into her hands. It also means I can't see Scott. This means that Eric's family will continue to doubt his existence. For some reason, they think Eric and I have made Scott up. Go figure.

So, whadda ya think?
Yes, you can tell me on facebook, but I will not be linking these. My mom is an e-stalker.