October 20, 2002 :: 11:37 p.m.
I bet poodles look fetching in leather
Wee. I'm in a very good mood right now. I have been pretty much all day, actually. Adam and I slept in until 10:30-ish, did our separate hygiene things, then went to brunch. Then it was off to Holy Spirit Hospital to visit his grandma. We stopped along the way and got her a balloon and some flowers (and some jelly beans for ourselves)... it was nice. His grandma is really cute and spunky for an old lady. Generally I'm not a huge fan of the elderly, but she's a bit of an exception. 'Cause she's fun and stuff. Yes. We stayed there for about two hours, and then headed back. I met his Aunt Barbara, and hey, weird, she looks a whole freaking lot like his mom. Though I guess that it's not too weird, since they're sisters. But still. It's edging into Twin Land. Kind of creepy because I wasn't expecting it, but she was nice. There was a lot of nice going on this afternoon.
Unfortunately none of that nice was coming from his car. It decided that it would be really fun to just, you know, not start. No noise at all, either. Just a silent, non-starting car. It did start eventually, though. His mom wanted him to take it to Pep Boys and get it looked at, but as it was Sunday and we had already discovered that Firestone was closed, he decided to just drive it back here and take it to the automotive deal at Wal-Mart tomorrow. The general theory is that it just needs a new battery. I'm hoping that's the case, because otherwise... eck. Expensive mechanicy nastiness.
This evening has been spent watching Food TV, making French flashcards, reading The Harmless People, and finishing up the rather interesting little story that I wrote for Adam. I've taken to making up these bizarre things with altered pictures to go along with them, I guess because I have a strange and over-active imagination and one must release one's LSD-esque storylines someplace. So I've been making them and printing out little books and giving them to Adam. Because I luff him. I gave him the newest and longest one tonight... it's about how two dogs eat pizza and kill Bush, the Millenium Edition. I am of course referring to George W. Bush, our dense and illiterate president. It's a sickly amusing little story, and he seemed to enjoy it. I mean, hey, there were pictures of Georgie engaging in illicit acts with underage poodles. That's quality humor, if you're me. And since Adam finds me amusing at times, it all works out.
Anyhow, I should stop. It's nearly midnight now (11:54, to be precise) and 6:30 a.m. will be here much too soon. If someone can figure out a way to postpone its arrival that does not involve unplugging or changing the time on my clock, I'll give you every penny in my savings account.
Yes, I am aware that "every penny" equals, should be taken quite literally. Shh. There's no reason to tell them that.
Heh. 'Night.
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