On a train bound for nowhere
Majel Barrett died.
For those of you not in the know, I was raised by a huge Star Trek fan. Majel Barrett (really Majel Roddenberry) was the wife of Gene Roddenberry. Now who's going to be the voice of the computer? Bummer.
I also realized that there's a movie I want to see, but I have no one to see it with me. I don't know if friend H would be interested; she's so cynical she makes me look cheerful. And it's technically about a gay guy, so Husband (the homophobe) wouldn't go. Damn. I could just go myself, but when? I can't just go off for 2 hours, I have presents to wrap yet. I dunno. And with having to lose my job soon, I can't really afford it. Tho I am gonna splurge & get my hair cut. It needs shaped; it looks like shit.
The title of this post is a reference to the point I have reached. I worked all night last night, despite fighting allergies from hell. Then the Kids had their holiday concert today at 9 AM. I lasted till 10 or so, then we came home. Thank god Youngest was acting up; it gave me the excuse I needed. Got to see both kids perform tho. Awesome! However, while I always disliked "Felize Navidad" I never realized how truly repetitive it is until I heard it sung by a bunch of 3rd graders. Burn in hell, Jose Feliciano, you motherfucker. In any case, I came home & crashed like a mofo, then had to get up at 3 to go see my laywer. Ugh. And I've been up since. Now I'm at the point of being too tired to sleep.
Thus:
"On a warm summer's evening,
On a train bound for nowhere,
Met up with a gambler,
We were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a-staring,
out the window at the darkness,
till boredom over took him,
and he began to speak."
I could put the rest, but I won't torture you. And yes, that's from memory.
As for the lawyer. He's acting like we're gonna end up at trial. He wants to type a letter to Ex detailing exactly when my last day of work will be, as part of our proposal for 50/50. We're gonna send it out this week. Merry christmas, fuckface. I hope it works. 50/50's gonna suck, but it'll suck a lot less than going to trial.
Meanwhile, I am watching Judge Dredd. I AM WATCHING JUDGE DREDD!!!!!! I'm gonna go make some more cookie dough. Ho ho ho.