Sunday, 07-15-01

TV, you suck. Why wasn't The Simpsons canceled three seasons ago, when there was a chance people might remember it as having been funny? Building a "plot" around whichever celebrity feels like lending a voice that week isn't working for me.

I'm just sitting here, picking my fingernails. Fingernail picking has consumed my weekend. I still haven't managed to put my room back together. It actually looks pretty nice with all of my crap packed away, but I do need to figure out where everything ended up. And I need to find my music, because it's much harder to listen to when it's not there. I have done a lot of reading while Michael's used the computer, though. I thought I couldn't do that for lack of an attention span, but I was wrong. Good to know.

Life is so exciting. One of the bird feeders was mauled by a bear! (Possibly a raccoon, but a bear sounds more terrifying.)

"This town smells like ass."
"It smells like corn."
"Corn stuffed with ass."

The Cardinals get to .500 every Sunday. They brought Bud Smith back up from Memphis, which is great, because he doesn't have a real name. I'm going to call him Lefty. Lefty Johnson. That would be cooler if he was right-handed, but he isn't.

I have to see my dentist tomorrow, and my doctor some other time this week. It's health week! I hope I don't pick up any diseases at the doctor's office. It bites having to go there when I'm healthier than usual. If I didn't need those drugs they give me to breathe, I would blow it off.

The cat thinks she needs to sit on me to lick herself. She's mistaken.

 

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