Weekend Update (Stories of my Life)
it is late, and Rob is all passed out, snoring over in the bedroom.
i cannot sleep, O Interwebs. At least, not in the immediate future. Have been amusing myself by rambling around on Craigslist, pointing at and mocking the personals ads.
Meanwhile, Real Life has been interesting.
Friday night, we went to a friend's house for dinner and drinking, which has always seemed like such a refined, 'adult' thing to do. The surrealism of enjoying a well-prepared meal and several bottles was overwhelming; how can it be possible that we are rapidly approaching thirty, and doing the things our parents used to do?? (Though i suspect that our parents rarely sat for hours over fondue and espresso, telling horrible, hilarious stories about butt-sex and the shooting of 'possums, or taunting the cat by whispering, "Kitty! There's another bottle! Kitty, you shouldn't be!")
On Saturday, Rob & i went to the local art fair with his family. We picked up a gorgeous 11''x14'' photo of a mosque interior (Rob) and a woodcut print of an owl (me.) To purchase my print, i walked up to the artist (a tiny old lady with perpetual scowl-lines) and cried, "one Art, please!"
She was not amused.
yesterday, Miz Buddy hopped the north-bound train so we could have a 'cooking party.' We made glorious pretzels, hand-tossed pizza, and fruit salad. Fun times, tho' by 9:30 we were so full that getting out of our chairs was a physical impossibility. Buds crashed out on the couch and she & i spent today ransacking the local greenhouses for bromeliads, mint, and orchids, while Rob was sitting bored at work. Poor guy missed out on all the Fun.
Tomorrow i take the train into the City for Good Times with my Some Kind of Cousin, Neil. (We are third or fourth cousins, something like that, but i'm too lazy to do the math.) When i told Rob of my plans, he pretended to weep and cried, "Oh no! You're going out with other men! Younger, equally good-looking men!"
Skool! starts back up on Friday. So, as you can see, i am packing in as much fun as i can in my last few days of freedom.
That is all. You are enlightened. Go back to bed.
i cannot sleep, O Interwebs. At least, not in the immediate future. Have been amusing myself by rambling around on Craigslist, pointing at and mocking the personals ads.
Meanwhile, Real Life has been interesting.
Friday night, we went to a friend's house for dinner and drinking, which has always seemed like such a refined, 'adult' thing to do. The surrealism of enjoying a well-prepared meal and several bottles was overwhelming; how can it be possible that we are rapidly approaching thirty, and doing the things our parents used to do?? (Though i suspect that our parents rarely sat for hours over fondue and espresso, telling horrible, hilarious stories about butt-sex and the shooting of 'possums, or taunting the cat by whispering, "Kitty! There's another bottle! Kitty, you shouldn't be!")
On Saturday, Rob & i went to the local art fair with his family. We picked up a gorgeous 11''x14'' photo of a mosque interior (Rob) and a woodcut print of an owl (me.) To purchase my print, i walked up to the artist (a tiny old lady with perpetual scowl-lines) and cried, "one Art, please!"
She was not amused.
yesterday, Miz Buddy hopped the north-bound train so we could have a 'cooking party.' We made glorious pretzels, hand-tossed pizza, and fruit salad. Fun times, tho' by 9:30 we were so full that getting out of our chairs was a physical impossibility. Buds crashed out on the couch and she & i spent today ransacking the local greenhouses for bromeliads, mint, and orchids, while Rob was sitting bored at work. Poor guy missed out on all the Fun.
Tomorrow i take the train into the City for Good Times with my Some Kind of Cousin, Neil. (We are third or fourth cousins, something like that, but i'm too lazy to do the math.) When i told Rob of my plans, he pretended to weep and cried, "Oh no! You're going out with other men! Younger, equally good-looking men!"
Skool! starts back up on Friday. So, as you can see, i am packing in as much fun as i can in my last few days of freedom.
That is all. You are enlightened. Go back to bed.