A confession of sorts... (Updated)

I don't like grapefruit.
I know that's a bit anti-climactic.

Even though I don't like them, for some unknown reason I still feel the need to buy them every now and then. 
Why?
Well, okay, I need to be honest.  It's not that I don't like them, it's more that I don't like eating them.  I feel that they're not worth the effort involved.  (Yes, I know I'm lazy.)
It's inevitable though, at some point, I'll be in the produce department and I'll get the urge to buy some grapefruits.  I'll get them home where they'll sit on the counter until a colony of mold moves in, I'll get completely disgusted, throw them out and vow never again to buy a grapefruit.
I bought a couple of grapefruits the other day.
I'm an idiot.
I'm forcing myself to eat them though.

Took an accidental nap today.
Didn't mean to fall asleep.  My theroy is that if I slept this afternoon I would be wide awake tonight and that would just fuck up my sleep schedule but I laid down and passed out like a mofo.
It was good, though.
I needed it.
Woke up and had to pee so bad I thought there was 6 gallons of liquid in my bladder and someone standing on it.  It wasn't an immediate thing though.  I laid there for a minute or two then realized that I was going to pee myself if I didn't get up soon.  Which is probably a good thing because I'm pretty sure I'd still be asleep if that wasn't the case.

I was famished too. 
Then I realized it probably has something to do with the fact that I haven't had more than a bagel a day for the past few days. 
So I made a bagel.  (I'm not always incredibly bright when I wake up.)
Was still hungry...
Yep.  That's when I did it.
I had a fucking grapefruit.
One more to go and I'm done with them!

Think I'm going to go do some dishes and possibly take a shower and get laundry ready.  Actually I should get laundry ready first cuz I don't NEED to shower or do dishes.  But I do NEED to do laundry and though I don't NEED to have it ready when the T calls it would be the polite thing to do, cause he is in-fact letting me do some free laundry at his place. 
Tsk tsk tsk, he's sneaking me in after the kid is asleep.
I sometimes think I forgot that I'm now really, definitely, an adult. 
'Cause in situations like this, when my friend is the parent and being the parent means you make the rules, I still mildly feel like I'm going to get in trouble if I get caught. 
Like Little T is going to ground Big T and call my mom if he finds out I went over to do laundry and watch Tv after he went to bed.
I need to get over that.

I never know which "cuz" "cause" to use. 
Based on the firefox spell check thingy "cause" is the correct one to use.  Wonder how good at grammar firefox is?

(Updated part... for some reason Vox won't let me color it purple... DAMN YOU VOX)                                                                       I've spent the majority of my day since I've been out of work in my underwear... and I LOVE IT.  :-)   Just wanted to share.