Directionally Challenged

I may be beyond California, but some things NEVER change.

1.  I'm writing this blog instead of a paper due Sunday.  Then, I do not go home to write, but to the boy toy's house to play my wii.  Yah, you read that right.

2.  I shopped like I have money.  Seriously.  Granted, EVERYTHING was on sale.  That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

3.  I can't figure out where I am to save my life.  The other day I leave Home Depot (you read that right) and go to turn left onto the main thoroughfare, thinking that's the direction to home.  I have my gps on to go to a store in Rockville and it tells me to bust a B and go the other direction.  I'm thinking I'm going the direction to home, i.e. Rockville, and that this thing is nuts.

Suffice it say... the thing wasn't nuts.  I just had no f'ing clue where I was going.  Moral of the story here?  Don't worry too much about the East Coast jacking all that you know of Morgan.