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ya had a bad day…

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on Monday, July 31, 2006

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I spent much of this morning in the bathroom, wondering what the hell I ate this weekend that is so torturing my lower innards.

I got to the library on campus. I noticed 3 things:

1. it was colder than ann coulter’s snatch

2. some bitch had taken my usual spot

3. the wireless internet wasn’t working

I set up my laptop at another desk…uhhh…close to the ladies room, just in case, and tried to work. I got two sentences typed before my brain just gave out. My stomach hurt, I couldn’t access my folder on the server or pubmed, and I was freezing my ass off.

I know it’s hot as fuck out, people, but many of us dress appropriately for the weather, we don’t need the AC set at “sub-arctic.” Later, it occurred to me that this happens alot in the south, and this is why I see many natives, especially college girls, wearing their expensive “I don’t care and still look fabulous” velouresque workout (HA!) pants all summer. And sweatshirts. When it’s 95 degrees out. It all makes sense to me now.
I left the library and headed the lab, to do the minimal of lab work that needed to be done. Then left. Before noon. Ugh. Playing hooky, but feeling too ill to enjoy any of it. I passed out on the couch for most of the afternoon, and managed a can of chicken soup without feeling the urge to sprint to the bathroom.
This must be my punishment for the skipping of church and pre-marital sex, huh Vince?

What else can I bitch about? Oh…my boogers are still white with the dust from sanding the joint compound in the entranceway yesterday. Aren’t you glad you know that?
Anyway, the GOOD news is that Kev played hooky from work this morning to take two of his computer-type something or other network certification tests. He aced BOTH of them. Yay Kev!

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on Sunday, July 30, 2006

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Go to Target. Buy their Archer Farms Parmesean Garlic home-style kettle-cooked potato chips. Bring them home. Open the bag.

Now…TRY not to eat them all in one sitting. Go ahead. I’ll wait.

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on Sunday, July 30, 2006

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Cooking Cute - I am addicted, and would LOVE to make my own little bento meals for lunch every day! If I had the time and energy. Bah!

A morning of ups and downs.

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on Sunday, July 30, 2006

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MOSTLY ups.
In order to increase the chances of my going to hell, I decided to play hooky from church and the choir* this morning so I could sleep in and have lazy weekend morning sex with Kev.

*shit like this always backfires on me. later I will find out that there were NO altos there, so the choir really struggled, but then somehow the sermon was totally awesome, best ever given, half the congregation in tears, and then afterwards there were cookies.

Just as we were about to enjoy an appropriate post-lazy weekend morning sex breakfast of fried eggs, toast and bacon, I heard “OH SHIT!” and saw Kev sprint to the laundry room faster than I have EVER seen that boy move before. The load of laundry he had started only minutes before had somehow OVERFLOWED the washer, and water was pouring out everywhere…beginning to flood our laundry room, and coming DANGEROUSLY close to soaking our NEW FUCKING FLOOR in the hallway.

crap.

we got it cleaned up, but we are now out of clean towels. Oh, and no washing machine.

It’s probably OK, just a freak accident, but we are mistrustful. Fortunately, we do have a washer/dryer set of Kev’s in storage, that we were planning on keeping with us after the move…BUT…

It’s a nice set, but cheap. We can move them in here, sell them with the condo, and then buy a NEW set when we move. With wedding money. That I wanted to use to buy a new couch.

Oh well.

Oh, did I mention Sadie tried to eat Kev’s abandoned eggs? Because for her, food left on plate and on the floor, is fair game. I managed to snatch it away before she fully dug in…and it is a testament to how far Kev has come that he decided to eat them anyway. there are worse things.

And we’ve been on boil water restrictions all weekend because of a water line break north of here. THE FUN NEVER ENDS!!!!

ANWAY…with that wonderful start to the day…I decided to make some good things happen.

WE HAVE A HONEYMOON!!!!

A week after the wedding (just worked out better for us timing wise, though I will probably regret not sprinting out of the reception straight to the beach), we will be laying on a white sandy beach riiiight…here.

We rented a house just 100 steps away from the beach. (Those right ON the beach were a little out of our price range, unless anyone out there has a few thousand dollars they’d like to lend us. No? Ok then).

We can do our own thing: swim, fish, rent a boat, rent bikes, grill, and fuck each others brains out without worry that someone on the other side of the wall will get all bitchy about it.

It’s going to be WONDERFUL!!! Ahhhh…I can’t FUCKING WAIT!!!!

OK. back to scrape drywall. Don’t ask.