Tonight was a gunna night. I was gunna start downloading the finale of White Collar and watch an episode of Burn Notice and start my seam pressing while it downloaded. But I started downloading it, got distracted by some webpages, sat on the bed and pressed random buttons for an hour. Then I watched it, and was really really disappointed, and went back to the internet to see if other people were really disappointed too. Some were, some weren't. But that's people for you.
I was gunna get one or the other of my two quilts finished tonight. I was gunna have some pretty piccies to show. I was gunna watch another two episodes of Burn Notice. I was gunna have some proper food for my late night tea, instead of a half dozen mini crunchie bars. I was gunna straighten my hair just before bed, so I could sleep away the static that develops.
I didn't do most of the things I was gunna, and what I did do I was disappointed by, but I remembered the word stealthy, which I think is one of my favourite words ever, though that might be Charlie the Unicorn's fault. There's an argument that haberdashery is the best word in the world, but it has it's opponents.
I'm gunna do better tomorrow. I'm gunna go spend that $10 voucher that Spotlight gave me, and I'm gunna finish at least one of my quilts, and I'm gunna write a better blog post tomorrow night.
*The Gonna Bird is a book that I had when I was little, but I usually spell it gunna, thus the variation between title and post. It's about a bird that's always planning on doing stuff but never follows through. As a result, anytime anyone does this in our house, I refer to them as a gunna bird.
Today I am also a snuffleupagus, which, contrary to the beliefs of my co-workers, is indeed a muppet.