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May. 22nd, 2003 11:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
botias
I am tired and have little time for myself. On the upside the money will be nice. I'd been thinking it's good that circumstances are forcing us to work more hours than we would otherwise, lazy bums us. But I've changed my mind. It would just be dumb to choose to be this tired all the time.
Read the most awful romance novel the other day. In most of it the author was attempting to be funny. You can almost hear her chortling to herself at her word processor. Then all of the sudden there would be these mildly kinky sex scenes. It was like The Apple Dumpling Gang Does Dallas. It was just wrong. I've been enjoying the Georgette Hayer books though, excepting the odd bit of anti-Semitism (they were written in the fifties). Seems some bestselling authors who cut their teeth on these books banded together and convinced their publisher to reprint them with glowing intros by said authors.
Happy minor aniversary to us! I don't know how many years off the top of my head. I always have to count back from my graduation year, it's very tedious, "91-90, 90-89, 89-88...", so 15 years I guess, coming up in June. We've even been 'married' a respectable number of years now too, since '94, so that's... 9 years of sparkly beringed bliss. Tonight we get to go on a date all by ourselves in honor of the occasion. I'm going to express some milk and leave the both of them with Mom and Tim. Yes, I can milk myself! Go Bessy! It's really kind of fun. I wonder if the skill translates to ungulates.
I spent too much time at the social security office. I can't believe I didn't bring a book. So I went for the only available option, a year-old Ladies' Home Journal. Did you know there is a group of citizens that have responded to 9/11 by working to get 1% of the U.S. population to pray for George Bush? dubya-dubya-dubya.prayforgeorgewbush.com Yessir. 'Can This Marriage Be Saved' (the longest running column in magazine history) addressed solutions for when your husband cheats on you with someone he met down at the bowling alley.
I actually heard a positive review for Message in a Bottle. I've personally been avoiding this movie like the plague, but I was listening to this developmentally disabled guy interviewing a cattle auctioneer in Texas.
Interviewer: "Seen any good movies or read any good books lately?"
Auctioneer: "Well, let me think. Uh, what was that movie... Message in a Bottle! Now that was a dadgum good movie."
Interviewer: "I think that's the first positive review I've ever heard for that movie."
Auctioneer: "Well, I guess I'm just a sentimental guy, cried when Ol' Yeller died and all that..."
Fieldbrook's kind of funny these days, I just picked up a tub there. There are neighborhood watch signs nailed to venerable old stumps seemingly in the middle of uninhabited forest, gated driveways, and women going for constitutionals in spotless white knitwear when most folks would be in the office. It's really too bad that it's become fashionable; makes the land prices all out of reason.
Read the most awful romance novel the other day. In most of it the author was attempting to be funny. You can almost hear her chortling to herself at her word processor. Then all of the sudden there would be these mildly kinky sex scenes. It was like The Apple Dumpling Gang Does Dallas. It was just wrong. I've been enjoying the Georgette Hayer books though, excepting the odd bit of anti-Semitism (they were written in the fifties). Seems some bestselling authors who cut their teeth on these books banded together and convinced their publisher to reprint them with glowing intros by said authors.
Happy minor aniversary to us! I don't know how many years off the top of my head. I always have to count back from my graduation year, it's very tedious, "91-90, 90-89, 89-88...", so 15 years I guess, coming up in June. We've even been 'married' a respectable number of years now too, since '94, so that's... 9 years of sparkly beringed bliss. Tonight we get to go on a date all by ourselves in honor of the occasion. I'm going to express some milk and leave the both of them with Mom and Tim. Yes, I can milk myself! Go Bessy! It's really kind of fun. I wonder if the skill translates to ungulates.
I spent too much time at the social security office. I can't believe I didn't bring a book. So I went for the only available option, a year-old Ladies' Home Journal. Did you know there is a group of citizens that have responded to 9/11 by working to get 1% of the U.S. population to pray for George Bush? dubya-dubya-dubya.prayforgeorgewbush.com Yessir. 'Can This Marriage Be Saved' (the longest running column in magazine history) addressed solutions for when your husband cheats on you with someone he met down at the bowling alley.
I actually heard a positive review for Message in a Bottle. I've personally been avoiding this movie like the plague, but I was listening to this developmentally disabled guy interviewing a cattle auctioneer in Texas.
Interviewer: "Seen any good movies or read any good books lately?"
Auctioneer: "Well, let me think. Uh, what was that movie... Message in a Bottle! Now that was a dadgum good movie."
Interviewer: "I think that's the first positive review I've ever heard for that movie."
Auctioneer: "Well, I guess I'm just a sentimental guy, cried when Ol' Yeller died and all that..."
Fieldbrook's kind of funny these days, I just picked up a tub there. There are neighborhood watch signs nailed to venerable old stumps seemingly in the middle of uninhabited forest, gated driveways, and women going for constitutionals in spotless white knitwear when most folks would be in the office. It's really too bad that it's become fashionable; makes the land prices all out of reason.
