Logey bogies
Several people I know are moving soon, like today or tomorrow or over the weekend. I’m glad we’re not moving. Moving = really hard work.
Actually, the physical moving part isn’t so bad. Mostly I don’t like packing and unpacking. I personally have no problem living out of a suitcase; if it weren’t for Denny, I would never actually pack or unpack from trips, I would just cycle clothes in and out of the suitcase. Drawers? Closets? Why?
I had a big lunch and now I’m all logey. It feels like Friday (probably due to going out for lunch–I do that mostly on Fridays). I’m going to have some bad attitude when I have to get up for work tomorrow, I tell you what.
You know what I like? How in Harry Potter (this is not a spoiler) they refer to boogers as bogies. It’s cuter word, like little Humphrey Bogarts grow in their nostrils. Is that a well-known Britishism or do only Hogwartsians use the term? I thought of this because logey sounds like bogie.
