Weekend, Feb 2005
Saturday
9:30am: From the Cliffs of Dover to the Meridians of Chi, my acupuncturist stuck me good. It was the 2nd helping of extra-special endometriosis needles and she found neato places to thunk a needle. She said she was "opening the meridians of chi". I believe that means, "Every needle I have is about to have a crazy dance party on your belly."
11:30am: I return home. The sun is shining. Four yellow flowers have started blooming in my front yard. Awesome.
12:00noon: We load fresh batteries into the digital camera and decide to document our neighborhood. Yes, we are that nerdy. Here's me:
12:45pm: We have yummy all-beef hot dogs (Chicago-style) at Uncle Harry's in the Martin Luther King Jr. District. Chased it with blueberry pie a la mode. Then we cast scornful glances at some suburban dirtbag who didn't understand why no one would let him demolish an old duplex in the area. It's called HISTORIC DISTRICT ya moron.
2:00pm: We pretended we were rich and went into a $500K townhouse open house. Wee!! It was teeny and overrated. La-ti-da.
3pm-8pm: We didn't do anything of note. We goofed off, basically. TV was watched, the net was surfed, video game characters were demolished.
8:00pm: Thai delivery.
8:15pm: We watched a Jim Jarmusch movie starring Tom Waits (Down By Law)--it was quite excellent.
Then I fell asleep.
Sunday
10:00am: I went to Kroger to get groceries. Some guy flirted "at me", in spite of the fact that I had a frizzy post-braided ponytail, no makeup and whatever cat hair-covered clothes that I picked up from the floor and threw on. I gave him my best "What-ever" look. His dolled-up girlfriend/wife/partner/whatever got ALL UP IN MY FACE about flirting with her man. I repeat, WHAT-ever.
11:00am: I went to the drugstore to buy condoms (weird to be WANTING children and having to buy instruments to prevent such a thing). I had to forge a path through the pretty boys who were collected around the condom aisle.
11:30-8pm: Nothing of interest happened.
8:00pm: Charmed. It's on now, and so that's where my dialogue ends. Good night.
P.S. I am really pissed at Vin Diesel. I used to think he was really hot, but now he's doing a Schwarzenegger castoff movie involving children. Car blow-em-up movies I can respect, but I can't respect that.
9:30am: From the Cliffs of Dover to the Meridians of Chi, my acupuncturist stuck me good. It was the 2nd helping of extra-special endometriosis needles and she found neato places to thunk a needle. She said she was "opening the meridians of chi". I believe that means, "Every needle I have is about to have a crazy dance party on your belly."
11:30am: I return home. The sun is shining. Four yellow flowers have started blooming in my front yard. Awesome.
12:00noon: We load fresh batteries into the digital camera and decide to document our neighborhood. Yes, we are that nerdy. Here's me:
12:45pm: We have yummy all-beef hot dogs (Chicago-style) at Uncle Harry's in the Martin Luther King Jr. District. Chased it with blueberry pie a la mode. Then we cast scornful glances at some suburban dirtbag who didn't understand why no one would let him demolish an old duplex in the area. It's called HISTORIC DISTRICT ya moron.
2:00pm: We pretended we were rich and went into a $500K townhouse open house. Wee!! It was teeny and overrated. La-ti-da.
3pm-8pm: We didn't do anything of note. We goofed off, basically. TV was watched, the net was surfed, video game characters were demolished.
8:00pm: Thai delivery.
8:15pm: We watched a Jim Jarmusch movie starring Tom Waits (Down By Law)--it was quite excellent.
Then I fell asleep.
Sunday
10:00am: I went to Kroger to get groceries. Some guy flirted "at me", in spite of the fact that I had a frizzy post-braided ponytail, no makeup and whatever cat hair-covered clothes that I picked up from the floor and threw on. I gave him my best "What-ever" look. His dolled-up girlfriend/wife/partner/whatever got ALL UP IN MY FACE about flirting with her man. I repeat, WHAT-ever.
11:00am: I went to the drugstore to buy condoms (weird to be WANTING children and having to buy instruments to prevent such a thing). I had to forge a path through the pretty boys who were collected around the condom aisle.
11:30-8pm: Nothing of interest happened.
8:00pm: Charmed. It's on now, and so that's where my dialogue ends. Good night.
P.S. I am really pissed at Vin Diesel. I used to think he was really hot, but now he's doing a Schwarzenegger castoff movie involving children. Car blow-em-up movies I can respect, but I can't respect that.
5 Comments:
And just a reminder about the young suburban couple - he nastilly remarked concerning the historic codes that prevent demolition: "Oh, so the decay & deterioration is important here?".
Cute picture!!! Is that a white picket fence I see in the background?
You look adorable in that picture. Sounds like a great weekend!
Oh yeah, I forgot about that loathesome statement. "Poverty is the look they want, I suppose" comment. The guy was a royal jackass.
Yes, it is a white picket fence, but not ours. The photo was taken about four blocks from our house. I will post one of our house sometime.
Regarding the spam comment. Don't post spam here, please. It just gets my hopes up that someone posted something regarding my blogging and when it is just an advertisement, it makes my ego weep.
Damn Spammers!!
Love the pic girlie.
Oh and..hehe, you said Jackass!! :P
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