March 25th, 2003
In a bizarre cleaning accident today, I cleaned the kitchen. Well, not all of it, but I did a super-clean of all the garbage and the winter's worth of recycling. It really all started when I went downstairs to get more ice, and it just kinda went from there.
Made Barb very happy when she got home. There's still more to do, but it's a very obvious change.
Thing is, I don't know why I did it. It certainly needed to be done, but I had no plans to do it, or even any urge. It just kinda happened.
Last night I took a couple of packages of mystery meat out of the freezer. I was pretty sure they were chicken, but they turned out to be pork ribs, so during the kitchen thing above, I cooked ribs. Instead of barbecue sauce, I used western dressing and some other acoutrements-- it's a weird experiment, kind of a mom-food-only thing. Hey if it sucks, the dog gets a happy meal.
I realized today that I'm waiting for something. Something unspecified. It's not something that I understand. It's probably that I'm either waiting for a job or for unemployment to run out or for the world to come crashing down around my ears.
I need to stop waiting and do something. And I am, I just need to feel like I am.
There's a new word for Suspense.
Made Barb very happy when she got home. There's still more to do, but it's a very obvious change.
Thing is, I don't know why I did it. It certainly needed to be done, but I had no plans to do it, or even any urge. It just kinda happened.
Last night I took a couple of packages of mystery meat out of the freezer. I was pretty sure they were chicken, but they turned out to be pork ribs, so during the kitchen thing above, I cooked ribs. Instead of barbecue sauce, I used western dressing and some other acoutrements-- it's a weird experiment, kind of a mom-food-only thing. Hey if it sucks, the dog gets a happy meal.
I realized today that I'm waiting for something. Something unspecified. It's not something that I understand. It's probably that I'm either waiting for a job or for unemployment to run out or for the world to come crashing down around my ears.
I need to stop waiting and do something. And I am, I just need to feel like I am.
There's a new word for Suspense.
- Current Mood:
accomplished
So remember how I was talking about how I don't play a lot of videogames? Well, a while ago, I installed half-life on my machine with the intent of exploring some of the worldcraft stuff for easy 3D mukmuk. I've been through the hazard course a few times, but never actually played the game.
Until last night.
A couple of hours of my life spent in a virtual world shooting critters and blowing stuff up.
Guess what I did for most of the day today?
I'm so ashamed. :)
Took the pooch to the vet today. Had a checkup on her burting back end, and had her anal glands expressed.
If you don't have a dog, you don't understand the smell that comes from the anal glands. Dear lord.
She did get a bath when we got home. And orders to let her be a lazy bitch for a few weeks to see if the stiffness clears up. No long walks, and no heavy romping. Lots of petting. Well okay, I added the last bit, but I feel so bad that I don't know what's wrong and I can't understand dog well enough that she can tell me where it hurts.
Downside is that it's possible that she has hip dysplasia. That is an expensive proposition involving surgery. The good news is that it's unlikely, as the symptoms came on relatively quickly.
We will probably go for a short walk in a few minutes so she gets some outside with-time that doesn't involve getting strapped into a nose cone and having a strange woman probe her ass.
Mystery Meat of the day:
Thought it was chicken, turned out to be pork. And if you're wondering how thet could be confused... well, that's why it's a mystery.
Until last night.
A couple of hours of my life spent in a virtual world shooting critters and blowing stuff up.
Guess what I did for most of the day today?
I'm so ashamed. :)
Took the pooch to the vet today. Had a checkup on her burting back end, and had her anal glands expressed.
If you don't have a dog, you don't understand the smell that comes from the anal glands. Dear lord.
She did get a bath when we got home. And orders to let her be a lazy bitch for a few weeks to see if the stiffness clears up. No long walks, and no heavy romping. Lots of petting. Well okay, I added the last bit, but I feel so bad that I don't know what's wrong and I can't understand dog well enough that she can tell me where it hurts.
Downside is that it's possible that she has hip dysplasia. That is an expensive proposition involving surgery. The good news is that it's unlikely, as the symptoms came on relatively quickly.
We will probably go for a short walk in a few minutes so she gets some outside with-time that doesn't involve getting strapped into a nose cone and having a strange woman probe her ass.
Mystery Meat of the day:
Thought it was chicken, turned out to be pork. And if you're wondering how thet could be confused... well, that's why it's a mystery.
- Current Mood:
guilty - Current Music:Judge Judy
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