blahblahboringblahblah

While Shondy was out having fun all day at this place called work ~ I was stuck inside the house...DOIN' NADA. ZIP. ZILCH. NUTTIN. Well, I guess that's not entirely true. Alls I can say is ~ IT WASN'T ME!!! This is what happens when OZ gets bored...


I color coded all of her necklaces. I may have poor eyesight in meh left eye...but I ain't colorblind!

I had intense conversations with mehself in a silly little mirror. And then I fretted over meh hair. It just keeps growing...even though I am kinda deceased!

I sorted all of her 75 Postcrossing postcards. Yes, I may be a zombie....but I can still count. Thank you very much.

I even made a friend. This is Mr. Bones. I found him hangin out in Shondy's sock drawer. We kicked it old skool style...but don't tell her...she gets very protective over her socks. If she found out the things we did in that drawer.....Sheesh. We both would wish we were alive.

So I guess today wasn't a total bust. I bet Shondy had more fun at that place she calls work though...you should have seen her when she got home. HA! She looked like she had partied ~ as you fleshies say ~ till the cows came home.

Guess it's time to close meh good eye and get some sleep. *yawns*  Poor Shondy...she is already sawing them logs.

Oz says Goodnight All!