30 minutes to go
I've gotten so caught up in trading Hitchhiker's opinions with pookha that I completely forgot I wanted to update with a real entry for a change.
I think I had a topic in mind earlier, but it's all gone now. So I'll follow in the path of christinekh (do we see how handy I'm getting with the linkage?) and do all sorts of
1. All my life my parents have told me to live far away from family when I first got married, and these days I totally understand why. Family is always calling or coming over. My parents do this far less than Seth's family, to give credit where it's due, but there are still many requests and obligations and "just stopping bys" all round. I don't resent it, but it is tiring sometimes. Our weekends are hardly ever our own, until we put our foot (feet? foots?) down, or, you know, hide.
Once again, for the record--My parents are always right.
2. Seth wants us to go to this burger place tonight that serves you unlimited french fries. I don't even want to think about how many french fries that boy can put away. He's made plans to get a kiddie burger and then just keep the fries comin'. I'm going to have to roll him home.
3. Friday is just the most beautiful day in the whole world. Work is over and you've still got the whole weekend to look forward to.
4. When Christine wrote that my icon was vaguely phallic, I thought I'd get rid of it. But then I decided, "Nah, it's funnier to keep it." When Em indicated the icon was ruined for her forever, that sealed the deal. Don't tell me something like that, people, I will use it against you!
Like when Annie told me a story, long, long ago, of a girl in her class who used to chew with her mouth open, and she described to me the exact sound it made and how much it grossed her out. And I made the sound back to her, and I said, "It still grosses you out?", and she said, "Yeah". Big mistake! Eight years later, she's still getting voicemails that consist merely of me pretending to chew with my mouth open. I am such a class act. Sometimes I swear I should be a 12-year-old again.
5. To be fair, Annie tortures me too. A lot. Here's a tip: If you ever want to torment me, sing me Gloria Estefan or Eagles songs. I'll cave like it's Chinese Water Torture. In a heartbeat. These secrets should never fall into enemy hands.
6. I am really getting random now.
7. I wish Seth was interested in movies like In America more often. I really want to see it and he has no interest. He kind of turns his nose up at a lot of the quirkier films I want to see (this from a man who loves the 'Evil Dead' trilogy).
8. 30 minutes till I go home.
9. I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really hope the new film version of 'Hitchhiker's Guide' doesn't force me to put out a contract on the Disney corporation.
I think I had a topic in mind earlier, but it's all gone now. So I'll follow in the path of christinekh (do we see how handy I'm getting with the linkage?) and do all sorts of
1. All my life my parents have told me to live far away from family when I first got married, and these days I totally understand why. Family is always calling or coming over. My parents do this far less than Seth's family, to give credit where it's due, but there are still many requests and obligations and "just stopping bys" all round. I don't resent it, but it is tiring sometimes. Our weekends are hardly ever our own, until we put our foot (feet? foots?) down, or, you know, hide.
Once again, for the record--My parents are always right.
2. Seth wants us to go to this burger place tonight that serves you unlimited french fries. I don't even want to think about how many french fries that boy can put away. He's made plans to get a kiddie burger and then just keep the fries comin'. I'm going to have to roll him home.
3. Friday is just the most beautiful day in the whole world. Work is over and you've still got the whole weekend to look forward to.
4. When Christine wrote that my icon was vaguely phallic, I thought I'd get rid of it. But then I decided, "Nah, it's funnier to keep it." When Em indicated the icon was ruined for her forever, that sealed the deal. Don't tell me something like that, people, I will use it against you!
Like when Annie told me a story, long, long ago, of a girl in her class who used to chew with her mouth open, and she described to me the exact sound it made and how much it grossed her out. And I made the sound back to her, and I said, "It still grosses you out?", and she said, "Yeah". Big mistake! Eight years later, she's still getting voicemails that consist merely of me pretending to chew with my mouth open. I am such a class act. Sometimes I swear I should be a 12-year-old again.
5. To be fair, Annie tortures me too. A lot. Here's a tip: If you ever want to torment me, sing me Gloria Estefan or Eagles songs. I'll cave like it's Chinese Water Torture. In a heartbeat. These secrets should never fall into enemy hands.
6. I am really getting random now.
7. I wish Seth was interested in movies like In America more often. I really want to see it and he has no interest. He kind of turns his nose up at a lot of the quirkier films I want to see (this from a man who loves the 'Evil Dead' trilogy).
8. 30 minutes till I go home.
9. I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really hope the new film version of 'Hitchhiker's Guide' doesn't force me to put out a contract on the Disney corporation.