Useless busy work.

Before the end of the semester next week, Jordan has to turn in several research papers about stupid topics and this is me, proofreading all day on Saturday. I began to hate that computer chair we have. I think we stole it from my parents house, therefore I can't complain because it was free but I think it's time to upgrade.

So lovely.
I think it's funny that when I'm reading or typing, I always tilt my head to the left.
It must be a guy thing.
Jordan likes to piddle outside on Saturdays. I took this picture of him hoseing off our front walkway. My dad is always outside especially this time of year, doing who knows what, for who knows why. And I've noticed on the weekend, Pete's the same way.
We met the neighbor on Saturday too, who randomly appears on a Friday or Saturday, and then we don't see any signs of existance at the residence for weeks. The guy is single, has one daughter and just sold his home in California and was transferring to Vegas, until the downturn hit and his job won't transfer him now. So he commutes, from California - so weird. That has to get expensive. I've gotten use to the house being empty, quiet and little activity.