So Cyrie got yesterday's quote, but the day before was Reservoir Dogs. And if the housemate doesn't get today's I'm going to be very disappointed indeed.
I decided last night was my night to "relax". Shall I share with you my concept of relaxation? Here goes:
1. Leave work late trying to get some extra work done as the supervisor's been out with the flu for the past few days.
2. Run to the bank for cash for the weekend.
3. Make dinner, feed cat.
4. Sit down to read book as I promised myself.
5. Distracted by little clumps of Kage fur all over the carpet. Try to continue reading. Fail. Sigh, then go grab vacuum and clean floor while traumatizing cat.
6. Put vacuum away. Start reading again.
7. Recall that kitchen floor was getting a bit messy. Try to continue reading. Fail. Sigh, then go grab broom and sweep floor.
8. While up check litterbox, sigh, clean litterbox.
9. Exchange greetings with roommate and then arrange new pics of a friend's wedding in album.
10. Glance outside, note some drooping plants thanks to the incredible heatwave over the past few days. Remember wanting to water backyard so as to make it less crunchy. Gaze at book sadly, then go grab hose and water plants and yard.
11. Sit outside for a bit playing with cat and enjoying perfect weather. Bemoan hammock-less state, but feel awestruck by beauty of nature.
12. Go back in and start reading again. Read for about an hour, say goodbye to roommate as she leaves, then feel an attempt at mind control by the cat. You will play with me, monkey. Try to resist, but it's futile. Make sparkley ball romp around the room for about an hour for cat's amusement.
13. Note that it's now nearly bedtime. Sigh. Put book down again, take quick, cool shower, then curl up in bed for one last attempt at reading. Read for half an hour, start nodding off. Put book down last time and realize uninterrupted reading time is now a thing of the past. Sigh again. Sleep.
It's Friday! Desert Dance Festival this weekend! Hockey next weekend! Woo!
I decided last night was my night to "relax". Shall I share with you my concept of relaxation? Here goes:
1. Leave work late trying to get some extra work done as the supervisor's been out with the flu for the past few days.
2. Run to the bank for cash for the weekend.
3. Make dinner, feed cat.
4. Sit down to read book as I promised myself.
5. Distracted by little clumps of Kage fur all over the carpet. Try to continue reading. Fail. Sigh, then go grab vacuum and clean floor while traumatizing cat.
6. Put vacuum away. Start reading again.
7. Recall that kitchen floor was getting a bit messy. Try to continue reading. Fail. Sigh, then go grab broom and sweep floor.
8. While up check litterbox, sigh, clean litterbox.
9. Exchange greetings with roommate and then arrange new pics of a friend's wedding in album.
10. Glance outside, note some drooping plants thanks to the incredible heatwave over the past few days. Remember wanting to water backyard so as to make it less crunchy. Gaze at book sadly, then go grab hose and water plants and yard.
11. Sit outside for a bit playing with cat and enjoying perfect weather. Bemoan hammock-less state, but feel awestruck by beauty of nature.
12. Go back in and start reading again. Read for about an hour, say goodbye to roommate as she leaves, then feel an attempt at mind control by the cat. You will play with me, monkey. Try to resist, but it's futile. Make sparkley ball romp around the room for about an hour for cat's amusement.
13. Note that it's now nearly bedtime. Sigh. Put book down again, take quick, cool shower, then curl up in bed for one last attempt at reading. Read for half an hour, start nodding off. Put book down last time and realize uninterrupted reading time is now a thing of the past. Sigh again. Sleep.
It's Friday! Desert Dance Festival this weekend! Hockey next weekend! Woo!
a gold star for jet girl
Date: 2002-09-20 08:58 am (UTC)'Look, if you want to torture me, spank me, lick me, do it. But if this poetry shit continues, just please kill me already?'
Tank Girl. Said by Tank Girl. To the evil villain.
"If you want to play a game we'll play and I'll win."
"No, not if it's Monopoly, cause I really kick ass at that game. But I get to be the shoe."
-Megs
Re: a gold star for jet girl
Date: 2002-09-20 09:03 am (UTC)heh
Date: 2002-09-20 01:31 pm (UTC)I think my relaxing evening worked better, with naked chicks and hot tubs and chocolate and sugar scrub backrubs in the steam room. Man, I wish you could do the hot tub thing, you'd love WCW.
Of course, my relaxation was so thorough that I overslept by two hours, only waking up when Kage decided to perch on my hip, but hey.
Re: heh
Date: 2002-09-20 01:37 pm (UTC)