Lazy Day

Saturday was a completely lazy day.
I laid on the couch and watched movies for at least half the day.
For a good portion of that laying time, Stella was all entangled with me, snoozing away.  I nodded off a few times myself, but never for more than 10 minutes at a time.
I finally got moving a bit after she left, but drove over to her place to do the same thing all over again.
I woke up in the dark by myself, as she had left for work.
Now I'm just watching even more horror films.
I don't know what this movie is, but some bad ass chick is running around with a double barreled shotgun.  She just shot a hole through a door, which is always pretty sweet.

I'm sure Stella would not approve (neither would Awesome) but I went and bought some Cope.  Pouches this time, so I don't get all the little gritties in my toofs.  I don't think they put nicotine in the pouches, though.  And gosh darnit that's the whole reason for dipping in the first place.

Grrrrr.  I'm not wasting money on those thangs again.  I'm proud of myself though.  I've cut the dipping in half, and pretty soon it will be a very casual thing at best.

At that point Stella can only be mad at me for being an ass, and not for dipping.

Maybe I'll go to bed.  Haven't decided yet.