Someone's got a case of the Mondays

...but it's not me! At least not this Monday.

This Monday marks the first day in the last week and a half that I actually woke up and made it to work on time! Go me!

This Monday also marks the end of a busy weekend.

Before I get to all of that, let me take care of some business. Thanks to everyone who answered my survey! The reasons behind such questions may or may not be shared in the near future.

Also, don't forget the new polls! I personally have a habit of mentioning blogs/blog related things about once or twice a week. But that's mostly in conversation with my sister - not random people. And I also have like ten times a hundred blogs to which I contribute (well, five-ish). Again, I'm just trying to measure my level of normalcy. :)

I also just realized that I don't like including little smiley faces and such in my electronic communication yet I can't stop doing it! That annoys me! I would love to just start writing it out because it reminds me of a story Crin told me about one of her teachers seeing a semi-colon next to an end parentheses and saying "winkie face" (of course, there's a certain way to say that, you can't just read it normal - you have to say it like you are winking, that probably doesn't even make sense). Perhaps I will see if I can shun such emoticons altogether and therefore become a better person.

I keep putting off blogging about the activities of my weekend.* But I still think I'm doing a pretty good job at keeping this updated. Just think of it, you all pretty much know everything I am doing or have done in the last few days. That's weird and crazy!

Except I forgot to tell you that last night, when we were driving home, Christy was teaching me how to speak Australian. I'm pretty good at saying "petrol" and "today" right off the bat - it's the "o's" that get me. So I'm practicing the phrase, "We're gonna go to the shops to get some petrol." I'm already pretty good with "The dingo ate your baby,"** which we all know will be very helpful someday.

Alright, well, there you have it for this morning. I should be getting back to things that aren't blogging - but, never fear, there will be plenty more posts in the near future. In the meantime, answer the survey (if you haven't already - it's down a few posts) or vote at the polls. If anything, all of this polling should be getting us ready for November!

*It will happen, I promise.
**True story. A woman actually served jail time because her baby went missing and everyone thought she killed it even though she kept telling them that a dingo (wild dog) ate her baby. So she stayed in jail until someone actually picked up the case and proved that a dingo had actually stolen her baby and eaten it. Of course, most of us American's probably relate the phrase to Seinfeld.