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verbicideSo my sloth-day was fabulous. I did eventually have to get out of bed because my ass was getting sore. I feel so much better. And I think if a cold was brewing, it's been chased away. Yay!
All that sleep meant that there was no way I was sleeping in much today. I hopped out of bed and fed the kitty and am considering if I should clean up around here a bit. It's not that messy now, but if I clean it up today, it won't devolve into a pigsty. So yes, maybe a little cleaning today.
I'm was looking for a blank tape to dump Amazing Race out from TiVo for Jeff. And I decided I shouldn't use the tape I usually use because it's old and the label's brown and curling up at the edges. So I dug through a stash and popped in a nice crisp looking one. It had this old recording of a Michael Crawford special that my ex-boyfriend Keith taped for me once upon a time.
I'd never ended up watching it. So I'm watching it now. God, most of my teen years were spent lumbering around my bedroom in Phantom-of-the-Opera angst. He's so cute! And British! And charming! It's apparently for a PBS telethon. I love him. I'm torn between saving it or just watching it quickly and taping over it. Because as much as I'm sitting here swooning, I won't likely watch it again. Hrm. Hrm. But I don't want to watch it now. Hrm. Poor Jeff is going to get the crusty tape, which he's too nice to mind. Of course first I have to figure out how to get that to work. I tried it just to see if it would, and it hasn't yet. Must connect vcr to TiVo properly. Hrm. I can work on that tonight.
Also, there is more Veronica Mars to watch, see. What am I going to do when I'm all caught up? I hate waiting week-to-week. Tv on dvd has ruined me for life.
Also at some point I need to watch the damn dvds that are here from Netflix. Before Sunrise/Sunset and Playing God for the exclusive reason that I want to see David Duchovny looking hot.
I'm looking forward to today, though. Jeff and I have our spa-day. Mmm salt-scrub. I am going to be so soft *preen*! First, though, lunch. And Jeff (who is a home-made card-making stud) is going to come with me to Impress and I'm going to pick up supplies for Amy's bridal shower cards.
Post-spa fun, Sarah and I are going to try to catch Bride & Prejudice. And Thai food. Jeff has once again introduced a spectacular restaurant to my life. Racha Thai in lower Queen Anne has the best won ton soup I've ever had in my life. It was orgasmic. So Sarah and I going to grab some dinner there.
I've made a menu plan for the next week and plan on sticking to it.
In irritating news, I hate the entire airline industry. I'm too irritated to rant about it even. It's as frustrating and irrational as this administration. But I waited a few days and now the airline tickets for my parents shot up $100 each. So I bought them before anything else goes wrong. But I'm irritated (yes, irritated is the word of this paragraph) that I didn't just buy them when they were $182 and not $287. Hiss. And the ticket to Oakland is up to $330. It's nice that I can afford the flights now, but I'm still just pissed about it. So I don't know that I'm going to visit the nephews this March. I'm going to Oakland in May anyway for Amy's bridal shower, so that's a firm, set thing. My parents will be so sad, though. My going to Oakland in March was to coincide with their trip there, and I know they miss me and are sad. So hrm. But $330 *howl*
So I'm considering it. Anyhow. Must make grocery list for later. And watch more Veronica Mars.
All that sleep meant that there was no way I was sleeping in much today. I hopped out of bed and fed the kitty and am considering if I should clean up around here a bit. It's not that messy now, but if I clean it up today, it won't devolve into a pigsty. So yes, maybe a little cleaning today.
I'm was looking for a blank tape to dump Amazing Race out from TiVo for Jeff. And I decided I shouldn't use the tape I usually use because it's old and the label's brown and curling up at the edges. So I dug through a stash and popped in a nice crisp looking one. It had this old recording of a Michael Crawford special that my ex-boyfriend Keith taped for me once upon a time.
I'd never ended up watching it. So I'm watching it now. God, most of my teen years were spent lumbering around my bedroom in Phantom-of-the-Opera angst. He's so cute! And British! And charming! It's apparently for a PBS telethon. I love him. I'm torn between saving it or just watching it quickly and taping over it. Because as much as I'm sitting here swooning, I won't likely watch it again. Hrm. Hrm. But I don't want to watch it now. Hrm. Poor Jeff is going to get the crusty tape, which he's too nice to mind. Of course first I have to figure out how to get that to work. I tried it just to see if it would, and it hasn't yet. Must connect vcr to TiVo properly. Hrm. I can work on that tonight.
Also, there is more Veronica Mars to watch, see. What am I going to do when I'm all caught up? I hate waiting week-to-week. Tv on dvd has ruined me for life.
Also at some point I need to watch the damn dvds that are here from Netflix. Before Sunrise/Sunset and Playing God for the exclusive reason that I want to see David Duchovny looking hot.
I'm looking forward to today, though. Jeff and I have our spa-day. Mmm salt-scrub. I am going to be so soft *preen*! First, though, lunch. And Jeff (who is a home-made card-making stud) is going to come with me to Impress and I'm going to pick up supplies for Amy's bridal shower cards.
Post-spa fun, Sarah and I are going to try to catch Bride & Prejudice. And Thai food. Jeff has once again introduced a spectacular restaurant to my life. Racha Thai in lower Queen Anne has the best won ton soup I've ever had in my life. It was orgasmic. So Sarah and I going to grab some dinner there.
I've made a menu plan for the next week and plan on sticking to it.
In irritating news, I hate the entire airline industry. I'm too irritated to rant about it even. It's as frustrating and irrational as this administration. But I waited a few days and now the airline tickets for my parents shot up $100 each. So I bought them before anything else goes wrong. But I'm irritated (yes, irritated is the word of this paragraph) that I didn't just buy them when they were $182 and not $287. Hiss. And the ticket to Oakland is up to $330. It's nice that I can afford the flights now, but I'm still just pissed about it. So I don't know that I'm going to visit the nephews this March. I'm going to Oakland in May anyway for Amy's bridal shower, so that's a firm, set thing. My parents will be so sad, though. My going to Oakland in March was to coincide with their trip there, and I know they miss me and are sad. So hrm. But $330 *howl*
So I'm considering it. Anyhow. Must make grocery list for later. And watch more Veronica Mars.
