I want a do-over. Of most of the summer. Really, it couldn’t have sucked worse donkey balls. From about mid-July to now, I want a complete do-over. Or a total reimbursement. Because summers are supposed to be fun and care-free, and this one certain was neither. I WANT MY MONEY BACK! My car has cost over $300 and two of Kev’s valuable weekends to fix, and it’s still not working right. Even my vacation was marked by frustration (Kev’s stupid boss) and death.
do.
over.
Because now come the crazy thoughts. The “everybody is going to die” thoughts. And maybe I can stop them from dying if I abduct everyone and put them in my room and just watch them. No one can die on my watch. Right? I’m not crazy! Please! Everyone! My bed is comfy and I’m a good cook! Please?
Don’t die on me.
Conversations that have made me smile in spite of my current morbid mode
at choir last night – my first time back since our summer hiatus. And you should know that Clayton is gay
J (choir director): geez, ESC, you’ve had a rough summer!
ESC: I KNOW! I feel like a bad curse for those around me. I want a do-over
Clayton: but you know, your boobs look GREAT!
ESC: oh well…my boobs always look great.
on the phone with Kev today
Kev: got into an accident today on the way to work. it wasn’t my fault, though.
ESC: are you OK???
Kev: oh yeah. There’s a dent on the truck. I told the guy to not even worry about it.
ESC: goddammit. You finally get in a wreck and it had to be your old beat up truck??? it couldn’t have been MY CAR???
Kev: I KNOW, right?
ESC: bet the guy that hit you was pissed
Kev: he was OK once he calmed down and realized it was his own fault. I don’t think he expected me to be so big when I got out of my truck
ESC: he saw your truck and was probably expecting a little Mexican guy*!
Kev: oh why are you so mean?
ESC: he was all wondering where the other 5 guys in the back of the truck were!
Kev: MEAN! Why you gotta bust balls?
*this is a long standing joke. his car is old and beat up. it looks like a painters truck. here in atlanta, that means…well…mexicans. sorry. I know you thought better of me.
Please continue to keep Caroline’s family in your prayers. And the people from my old lab, who lost a good friend and teacher. I’ll be OK.
And that invitation to come live in my room is still open.
ESC
Sandy
Imbrium
I will come and stay and you can watch me on two conditions. 1. Wii bowling. 2. Unlimited supply of crab dip.
deal.
I am with Grace on the whole you cooking front to add to my stay along with knitting lessons so I will be able to do anything more than a straight knit line.
Definitely need a summer do-over here too. It was gone before I could even enjoy it.
Sheesh, you post about your great boobs and don’t share pictures? [j/k]
Interestingly, down here (in Arizona) if it’s a huge, freshly waxed, expensive as hell, brightly colored truck, it’s driven by a Mexican. They have some NICE trucks here, yo. It’s the rednecks and the old folk who drive the beaters here.
Wii and good food? I’m in.
Sorry that you have not had the best summer! I feel like I have been so busy that I forgot to enjoy summer at all! I have not gone swimming, or had a picnic or anything. I planned a wedding, moved, finished my degree and worked my fingers to the bone at my job! Summer just ain’t what it used to be now that we are all responsible adults (NOT!)
Hmmm…Wii, food, and a lot of knitting? I’m in. Provided that I can bring my spinning wheel and Grace can bring Sugar Ray so we have something to spin.
I am probably massively allergic to Sugar Ray. So either he gets daily baths and I find some seriously awesome allergy prescription, or you have to be content with trying to spin Sadie Hair.
The Knitch now has a pretty damn awesome selection of fiber. Maybe I can convince them to deliver?
Aw damn. I was all set to bring Sugar Ray. But I will not subject you to constant allergy attacks if you’re supplying all the food.