Jul 15, 2003 15:53
saturday i went to this improv show. it was fun. things were chaotic at first. like we had to wait forever on line and then we had to stand during the first couple of sets. after some time people left though, we got seats and got to enjoy the show in cushion-y front row seats. it was a good time. some of the skits were funny, some didn't even make me crack a smile. but like i said i enjoyed it.
sunday i hung out at my brother's in the pool. that was fun. i love swimming around doing nothing. and it was fun to play with the kids. like marco polo and pretending i was a shark. i love simple innocent times like that. then not so innocently, my niece and i took off our bathing suits and did a lap in the buff. it was fun because we're both really self conscious about our bodies so to be free and naked and just swim felt really good.
yesterday i was sitting around and my brother in law calls me and tells me to come downstairs. i went down only to see that they had a week old kitten. it was so tiny and could barely keep it's eyes open. my nephew's friend had bought it and couldn't keep it so he asked if i wanted it. joanna said she had wanted a kitten too so we now have a newborn kitten. it's so tiny and adorable. i just wanna squeeze her and hold her all day. the only problem is that since she's so young we have to take care of her as if she were a baby. it's difficult but i feel like it's gives me a purpose. she's sleeping right now. between two warm bottles of water and a little stuffed animal. i love her. or him. because i think i saw little balls. but i'm not sure. i thought it was a girl yesterday so i keep calling it her. i'm hoping emmy jo can stop by and let us know what the little mongrel is for sure.
besides having a new kitten other shit went down. or rather it didn't...i wonder why i do the things i do. or rather specifically why i did what i did. i did it just to do it, i guess. a damn stupid reason if you ask me. now, i don't regret it. i just wonder why i let it happen. why i encouraged it. why i forced it. i guess just because i'm a moron. but if anything i can chalk it up to experience. yet another story to tell the girls with a mixed drink in my hand, slurring my words, spitting everywhere and drunk off my ass.