Deux?!
TWO DAYS? and NO BLOGGING?
Something ain’t right!!!
Actually everything’s fine, I have just been kind of lazy lately. Sleep, knit, sleep more. New computer came yesterday. Rob set it up last night. Then he stayed up playing with it til 3 am, like a good geek should. I stayed up playing Mario Brothers on his gameboy.
Damn I hate those friggin hammer guys.
May I just say, seventeen-inch flatscreen monitor? Oh yes. yes, I may.
There’s other stuff, too, geeky “oh look, RAM! GIGS! WOOT WOOT!” stuff that I don’t really know much about, so Rob will regale you with tales of love and hard-drivery later. Hard drivery. Sounds kinda dirty.
My father is just fine– we can’t figure out what was going on with the punchy guy. Dad’s 57-years-old and drives like it; he’s never cut anyone off in his life so the road rage thing doesn’t seem plausible. Mistaken identity seems like the most sensical explanation– what with the “i’m sorry” and all– and the police haven’t really had much to say, so it looks like this will all be a mystery for the ages. Dad and I were talking yesterday (the day after the incident) and I asked him if he was alright. “Yes, I’m fine– a little stiff from being knocked down but I’m okay. And your mom and I went to town today and no one got me, so I guess they’ve heard about my kung-fu action grip and are scared now”. Funny dad. Kind of sucky for whoever did that to do it in front of a nine year old kid, but then, lots of people these days seem like assholes. What can you do?
Wednesday and Thursday are Rob’s ‘weekend’. So today we’ve been reading to each other (oh we’re so cerebral) and he’s been helping me with the friggin hammer guys.
I’m boring. Love me.
I think I hit Emilio in the head with a piece of orange. I don’t know for sure, but he looks kind of annoyed. Then again, when does he not?
The tax people sent me a letter. “You owe us $107.00. Pay up!” Then they sent me another letter. “We owe you $900. But you can’t have it right now, you have to wait til next year”. Oh and also, “You overpaid your Canada Pension Plan but since you didn’t ask for it, we’re not giving you back the overpayment”. Tax people? Kiss it.
Seamonkeys: They’re ALIVE!!! They’ve actually gotten big enough to see without squinting. I’m not sure how a photograph would turn out.
However I’m a little disappointed. They seem intent on swimming around and eating and COMPLETELY IGNORING ME, THEIR QUEEN AND SUPREME RULER.
I’ll have to teach them.
November 24th, 2004 saat: 6:59 pm
Oh yes. You must subjugate the seamonkeys. They’re quite obviously truculent.