November 4, 2012

• Weekendings

  

  Diving in yet again, this is it.  If this house doesn't come through then I'm just going to live in my car by the river.

  

  

  

  

  

  I'll find out tomorrow.  This is the same price as the Hello Kitty house except there's no tree of doom and it seems bigger.  There's no calling personality with this house so I'll have to create it from scratch.  It's a baby.  It needs life. 

  This weekend, I met with a blast from the past, T., and we had a great conversation.  She shared a lot of personal things and I admire her determination to just keep on.  She's also entertaining as hell so it was a highlight of my week just to see her.  A tidbit of a story was how one of her friends was held up somewhere in Baltimore - the thief took her purse and her pizza.  How terrible is that?!!  We also discovered we're getting way too old for pumped in bar music that gets exponentially louder and air conditioning that gets exponentially colder as the night goes on.  Live music and and sweat.  Is that too much to ask?

  I also cheered for Run the Ville (and ex-Run the Ville) peeps for the LSC Half-Marathon that turned into a duck waddle.  Didn't freeze me to the bone but I think if I were running in it for an hour, I'd be pretty chilly.  Great job everybody!

  My younger sister came into town and we got to talk about my mom, politics, classism, religion, our other sisters.  You know, the usual.  My niece gave her dad a huge, huge, huge pile of Butterfingers for the parent tax.  And her mom got one Twix which she tried to take back.  WTF?

  Ze Frank and his guide to trading Halloween Candy:

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