The Ninth Strange Day

Run a slo-mo advertisement that’s full of dark shadows and wind machines and features Celine Dion singing.

Wow.

Just… no, man. No. No way.

Dear House MD,

I know we had some trouble last year. That whole thing you had with Tritter really shook our relationship, but I knew it was just a fling and that what we had was solid. I forgave you, and we had that time off, and tonight I let you come back and…

Well, I really think you see the error of your ways. I think we’ve both grown as people, and I think we have a great chance of making it through another year together. We’ll just take things that way, okay? One year at a time.

Seriously, that was a really good episode and really promising. I so hope that the writers and staff decide to give us a lighter year after the angst and travesty that was last season. There’s great potential for comedy and drama in the whole hiring-of-new-staff and I hope it goes that way.

And silly squealing below. It’s undignified. You don’t need to see it.
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Earlier today….

TheNinth: I’ve got to clean the computer room sometime soon. It’s also our “walk in closet” (since there are no closets in the house) and the cats have been having fun knocking things off shelves (I have this weird hate for furniture, so all the clothes are stacked up on bookshelves. The books are on the floor).

Bibliotech:Okay, you have to stop this.

husband this morning: We have to stop treating the computer room like a closet.

me: But we don’t have any real closets. Pretend it’s just a glorious walk-in.

husband: It’s not that glorious if the cat keeps knocking books off the shelves. And why is your laundry on a bookshelf?

me: I don’t like having to dig through the drawers to find my clothes. This way they’re on display.

husband: THIS IS NOT A CLOSET.

me: I’m ignoring you now.

So I email her back with “I just laughed out loud REALLY LOUD. I AM YOUR EVIL TWIN. And you’re my evil twin. This is SO COOL.”

The next email in my in-box (sent an hour before the one I sent her)?

Bibliotech: (yells at husband) Hey, one of my friends puts their clothes on the bookshelves too!
husband: You got a nicer twin somewhere?
Bibliotech: You mean the evil twin.
husband: No, you’re the evil twin.
Bibliotech: Bite me.

M. F. E. O.

I rest my case.

Today I attempted something new. I cooked. See, most people who know me will tell you that when I cook it usually means something will get burned. Sometimes things will catch on fire. The results will usually not be edible.

This doesn’t apply to baking. I’m great at that. I just never get much of an opportunity to do it because Kitti is vegan and vegan cakes and cookies taste really bad (generally speaking).

Anyhow, today I made vegan potato leek soup and IT IS REALLY GOOD.

I did it myself. The only thing Kitti did was peel the potatoes. All the rest was me.

Mim, I’d tell you I’d save some for you to try, but you’ll probably have to come over tomorrow after work to get some of it. Or possibly even tonight. Kitti tasted it and approved.

Saturday night’s alright for fighting, but it’s even better for staying home and listening to the greatest hits of ABBA and taking pictures of slugs^*.

The slug pictures will be up later. I’m downstairs on the notebook and the camera connector is upstairs and you know, I just don’t want to go all the way up there and miss a single moment of this rock and roll life style.

Maybe I’ll have a cup of coffee. After ten pm.

I tell you. Live fast, die young.

* It is an extraordinarily attractive slug.

When you have potatoes and broccoli and cheese for lunch, it’s possibly the best day ever.