I just ordered something on Amazon that I've wanted for nearly a decade -- the Vertigo tarot set. Merry Christmas to me.
The car is probably going to be his after all. But that's ok.
I stood over a plumber today who was redoing the walls around our bathtub. I had to make sure that he didn't steal my keys [last time, they changed our locks after the plumber came and went].
We are buying a friend's car in a few days. A little grey volvo. It will be my car, although my husband thinks it will be his car.
I bought The Graveyard Book the other day and am half way through it. 'Tis good. [Winding sheet?]
I also bought red nail polish and some tights from Forever 21 [or XXI Forever, they're changing their logo and now I'm confused].
Am going to pick up the 'rents from the airport in about an hour. I envy their trip to the pyramids. It's somewhere I've always been fascinated with. I did probably ten school projects on Egypt throughout the years. One involved aliens and sugar cubes.
This was my second year going camping with the Camping Circus, and I got the hang of it this time. I only peed on myself once in the woods, for instance. I cooked many many hotdogs, smoked packs and packs of cigarettes, and came home with Frisbuzz Shoulder. I could have stayed there all month, jumping only on big rocks with Mal, doing shots of whiskey with Mike, playing horseshoes with Scott, seeing bison with April, and playing Ha around the fire with everyone. It was a fantastically laid back group, and it was a much-needed vacation for me.
I stood in line at the library for early voting twice and left because I got bored, and knew I could put it off. I went camping at LBL on Wednesday and came back on Sunday thinking "remember to vote Tuesday." I spent Monday wondering if the lines would be long. Last election, there weren't any lines. Election before that, there was a very short line. Tuesday rolled around, and I climbed out of bed at 8am and drove the two blocks to the elementary school with NPR telling me about 3hr lines, hoping I would be out by 11 to go to work. I was back home by 8:15 [it took me more time to fill out a questionairre for "the news" than to actually vote]. I went to work, then to a bar, then to some friends' to watch the results come in. The champagne was popped in celebration of finally voting for someone who won.
Not for the least reason, I voted for Obama b/c of his speeches. I'm really hopeful that there really will be change, and that this crazy country will turn itself around.
A nice day today. I've been trying to get out of the house early and have breakfast or something. It wakes me up and I get more done in a day. Or feel I do. The other day, I went to IHOP for two hours before work and read a book [The Family Tree, Sherri Tepper]. Today I went to Starbuckers and did the same. Then it started raining, and I couldn't sit in the open air anymore [le sigh].
I will run errands today: -Drop off supersampler film at one hour photo place [pictures are from the Serenity Workshop] -Go look at house from craigslist [or at least call the guy back] -Groceries -Get my tickets from work for the banquet tonight
And other things as well.
In addition to breakfasting, I am going to make a concerted effort to come to the library again.
Betcha thought I'd disappeared for good this time, eh? No such luck.
Well, sorta. I'm busy per usual w/work and whatnot, but also, major hanging out in my spare time. No time for teh internets.
And really, I think I've fallen [mostly] out of love with the webby. It hasn't had that sparkle in it's eye for me in quite some time.
We move at the end of September. Maybe then we'll get the hookup and I'll re-court you all. Can't predict the future [although if we go on past behavior, chances are, you'll see me once a month from here until forever].
And the once-a-month updates will be tediously boring. Can't wait, huh?
My arms are shaky from weed-eating. I'm at the parentals helping get the place ready for company the next two days. My grandma died, and we're the afterwards locale.
It's been a weird week, altogether. I feel like I've been in such a rut rhythm lately of work-hangout-sleep, and so any arhythmia throws me for a serious loop.
Like, I'm not at work again until Monday. And both my sisters are here and it's not Christmas. And who knows what other family will appear tomorrow and Saturday for the services. I won't know who any of them are.
And I don't like absinthe-type drinks, it turns out.
