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12.23.2005
xmas eve eve
we are in for the night early this eve of eves, fresh from a visit with Syd, Jane, Matt, Mary and our adorable niece. despite their claims of zombie-ness, the Saunders parental duo sure makes it look easy. i always find myself thinking "i want one!" after a visit with Holly Lee, then we compare New Year's Eve plans and i'm thankful that we're waiting.
so far New Hampshire has been filled with good food, much beer, even more sloth and a good dose of Little Britain, our newest BBC obsession which i had to buy for us, er, i mean M, and then give to him early so we, i mean, he, could spend plently of time watching it. i'm really bad about that, giving gifts early, i'm like a little kid in reverse, i can totally handle waiting for my presents but have no control whatsoever when it comes to joyfully watching others open theirs. i'd make a terrible Santa, that's for sure.
on the drive home we were listening to a broadcast of A John Waters Christmas", and cracked the hell up when he said one of his favorite holiday movies is Christmas Evil. i don't know a thing about this movie other than the box at the video store i used to work at had the tagline "Ho Ho Dead" right under the title. how many monster bong hits does one need to think that's worth printing??? i mean, "Ho Ho Homocide" i could see, or "Ho Ho Horror" even, but "Ho Ho DEAD"??? that's just not even trying. but funny nonetheless. happy horrordays everyone.
:: Shericat 5:32 PM [+] :: speak
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12.13.2005
Morgan's revenge
for the past seven years, M worked a 9-5 job. this meant getting up at 7 or 7:30, straggling through morning coffee and toast, heading out to smoosh himself onto the subway with the other million or so Williamsburg-ers and push his way into work. i spent many good-sized portions of those years in school, or out of work, or looking for work, or on unemployment, and M would have to get up and out of a warm bed with me sleeping sweetly in it. after a shower he would come back in to get dressed and the cat would have taken his spot, purring and giving him that satisfied cat smirk that cats can give when they've taken your warm spot.
now i get up every morning and leave a warm bed with a sweet, sleeping husband and purring, smirk-faced cats. i take a shower and make some coffee and check the bank account and head out to drive in commuter traffic to a job i don't even get paid for. i spend most of my day wishing i could go home early and crawl back into bed with my little family, but i know if i did M would be glued to the XBox and the cats would be clamoring for food and it just wouldn't be the same.
we leave for NH on Sunday, i can't wait.
:: Shericat 12:44 PM [+] :: speak
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12.05.2005
dude, i've been coveting these for years and now they're once again available for your viewing pleasure!
Bah!
:: Shericat 9:55 PM [+] :: speak
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12.01.2005
boy, it sure does smell like vagina in here!
:: Shericat 10:35 PM [+] :: speak
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