Month: October 2003

Man, I’m wasted right now. I should be outside mowing my lawn and I just want to curl up somewhere. I fear I’d curl up in a pile of leaves if I went out there. I’ve had it with mowing the lawn, can’t I just let it go until next spring?

I’m reading a book set in 16th century Scotland right now, and while I think parts of it are historically accurate I’m afraid not enough of it is that I can say “that’s what it must have been like for my ancestors who lived back in 16th Century Scotland. I did trace the family back fairly far, possibly not back as far as this book, but it’s not like my relatives just sprang from the earth from seeds planted by visitors from another planet. So at some point I had relatives living in 16th century Scotland. Anyway, I should try to find a better book to learn the types of things they ate, etc. I have to imagine they weren’t quite a civilized as these folk are. I’m guessing they were more like the peasants in the filth in Monty Python and the Holy Grail. “Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help! I’m being repressed!”

I tried a latte at Dunkin Donuts today, because I was the only one in the place (up in Hollis NH) and that way I could take my time asking them if I’d like it. I got the mocha one, and it was better than I’d hoped, once I realized all the sugar was at the bottom. But it was still too strong for me, you know? I’m such a coffee wuss.

Okay, one last thing. You know how I was telling you Junior likes games where he takes care of little creatures? Well today his step-brother is visiting and they were playing, and J-P somehow lost track of the 6 yellow ones, and the end of the day came. You have to return them all to the place where they live at the end of the day or they get eaten. And they got eaten. And Junior burst into tears and ran off to his room. He was beside himself that we’d let these six little things die. “I miss them!” Oh, my sensitive, sensitive little man. This is why we don’t own a cat or a dog.

No, I wasn’t at the Christmas Tree Shop, but that’s a good idea. I haven’t been in a couple of months. So anyway, I decided to treat us to a new GameCube game, if I could find a cheap one. It costs $6 to rent one from Blockbluster, so if you play a game for a few weeks, you’re ahead of the game. I told Junior that I would ONLY buy one if it was on sale.

There’s a game I’d had my eye on since I was scoping out what system Santa would bring last Christmas. I heard nothing but good stuff for the game “Pikmin” and Circuit City (or as Junior calls it, in all seriousness, Circus City) had it for $17.99! Oh my goodness, that’s SO COOL! We’ve been playing it for a couple of hours, and finally have the hang of the thing. Junior’s funny, he loves the games where you control or raise little people. The Chao Gardens in Sonic, the characters in Animal Crossing, even these things in a Playstation game that was good in theory but too hard in execution (I’m blanking on the name). I happen to love those games too. But in this one you sometimes lose Pikmin in battle or because you forget to put them back in their spaceshippy thing before night falls (and big bugs eat them). He’s freaking out because he doesn’t want any of them to die. Uh, well, that’s just part of the game – it’s hard to keep track of 100 of the little stinkers.

Okay, so I also got Dido’s new CD because I’ve been a good girl and I waved all my paper route money for it. Maybe tomorrow I’ll even get to listen to it!

Just busy, and keeping a low profile. I mean, anything I’d write would be all dark and gloomy anyway.

I did bring “Consolation Cookies” in to the office today, because I wanted to cheer myself and my fellow Sox fans up. I shared them with on Yankees fan because he’s a nice guy and didn’t rub it in our faces. The other Yankees fan, however? He can get his own cookies. Gloating doesn’t get you free pastry, my friend.

I’m not going to make good on my threat to poop on door steps. Except for Grady Little. Pedro shouldn’t have even started the 8th inning – and when he faltered, you left him in? What are they paying you for, that you can’t stand up to Pedro and say “sorry, you’re coming out”. And where the hell was Williamson last night? Why wasn’t he pitching relief? That cubs’ fan is practically beloved compared to how New England feels about Grady Little right now.

I’m so very very sad. I can’t even think about this anymore.

4 – 0! Holy crap, I never imagined it. Boys, this is our game to loose. They need FIVE to win. If you don’t keep them down, I will personally poop on each and every one of your doorsteps. No really, I’d do it.

I must be a Boston fan, I can’t bring myself to even THINK the words “we’re going to win this game.” See you in 5 innings. If we win, I’ll be looting in my kitchen, possibly causing all sorts of trouble in the living room. I don’t think I’ll be tipping my car over, cause it’s kind of heavy. Plus I need it to get to work in the morning.