For everything good that happens, something bad will happen; our purchase offer was accepted, thus – what? What terrible thing lurks in the future? My insides are properly knotted – even more than when I got married. It’s the slow pace of it – how I sit here blogging when I could be underwriting my own loan, appraising my own property, closing my own purchase. But I can’t do any of these things. They are all out of my hands. This is best, most excruciating nightmare I’ve ever had: I am about to buy a really, really big toy, and I DON’T GET TO BE IN CONTROL.
It’ll all be fine, I’m fine.
Curt’s watching XXX. This movie is completely ridiculous. We’re almost through all two hours of it, and I’ll bet Vin Diesel’s going to parachute out of at LEAST two more planes. It could be a drinking game.
Filing receipts and updating Quicken while watching Zombieland. This will most likely become another one of my weekend favorites. It joins the following list of movies I watch regularly while tidying up ’round the Ponderosa:
Dawn of the Dead
Silent Hill
Double Indemnity
The Postman Always Rings Twice
Psycho
Little Miss Sunshine
Nothing like a little survival horror / dysfunction to start a great weekend. :)
Today was good, because I was alive, and nothing really bad happened to anyone I know.
There. There’s a little perspective.
Now I can say this: today sucked ASS. So much that I think there should be more S’s in that word. ASSSSSSSS.
It was hot, which sucked. I also learned that I suck at fixing mechanical things. SSSUCK. I tried to change the flat tires on our bikes today. It took me nearly four hours in all, during which time I was hot, got terribly dirty, and inflamed my thumbs trying to get the tires back on the rims. And they are still not fixed. They are merely mostly-fixed, as I couldn’t see well once the sun went down. ARGH! There is nothing more suck than not being able to finish a task when the end is so freaking near! SSSSSSS!
Then, the Dodgers lost to the goddamn Phillies, and I hate them. I hate the Phillies. I knew I would hate the Phillies again when my boys played them, and sure enough: I hate them again. Goddamn Phillies. Goddamn Pirates. I hate the Flyers, too. Goddamn all of Pennsylvania’s sports teams! /shakes fist
The Vietnamese passage goes okay, my sister forgets her garter and we buy a replacement in a goth store across the street from the restaurant. It is black with a skull-like cameo on it: fitting for the horde. My new brother-in-law performs what is quite possibly the most amazing groom dance EVAR. It’s a great wedding. :) More photos here.
7/12/2009 I can’t has okapi?
(See above!)
Curt, Ai, and I go to the San Diego Wild Animal Park. The heat nearly melts our brains. Ai pokes a lion in the butt, I feed some lorikeets, and have a hyrax sit on my shoulder. We rock out to Def Leppard and REO Speedwagon. More photos here!
7/13/2009 The truth is out there
We go to the pet store and buy a cat fountain. Curt puts our money where his mouth is and we buy some dog-biscuit cookies and perform a blind taste test. Curt is only able to tell the difference between the dog-biscuit cookies and the generic Stater Brother’s cookies half the time. The lesson here is that Stater Brothers sells dog-biscuit cookie-a-likes. You’ve been warned.
7/15/2009 Harry Potter and the Filler Plot Between #5 and #7
Ai and I go see Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. I find it lackluster, and Ai is disappointed. Very little sparkle. Hopefully the 7s are better. Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs looks fun, though! I start doing my 10-Minute Trainer. Tony Horton is kicking my ass, but he’s surprisingly likeable.
7/16/2009 Go 66ers!
Curt and I go see the Inland Empire 66-ers, the Dodger’s A affiliate. Bernie the mascot beast is a poor man’s Philliy’s Phanatic, but it’s a good time. I learn how to keep score at a baseball game.
7/17/2009 So long, farewell
Clyde goes to his new home and I’m a little sad. I talk Curt into letting me keep Clementine on an outdoor-cat basis. Now only to talk him into letting me keep the other two…
If you’re looking for a movie to make you jump in your seat, this one’s a good one for it. Creepy, campy, and doesn’t belabor the point. Good stuff! :)
