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August 19, 2007
The aftermath
I woke up to that song. You know the one. Fortunately there were donuts. And apparently I was in dire need of two buckets of Blue Bell and an ice cream cake. I'm gonna be so fucking huge by the end of the week, I tell ya.
Phone calls from various sources, of course. More singing. Plus various e-communications. It's nice to hear from y'all.
We sprayed poison on the annoying weeds. No, that wasn't supposed to sound exciting.
The presents I got will have to be returned - because what I thought was going to happen is exactly what happened. Hence, no surprise. Not that I mind, I'll still basically get what I wanted and now I have a good excuse to go to Clovis on Monday and fuck around for a few hours.
Somehow I got to not go to mass. I have a feeling my dad's a touch disappointed with this fact, but he's not giving any real sign of it. Once again I have dodged the religion argument bullet. He still wants me to see that awful Mel Gibson Jew-hating propaganda movie. But we'll get to that horror at another time.
So instead of Catholicy goodness I got to see Stardust instead. Not a bad movie. Deniro is funny as hell. (Plus a couple woofy pirates...) There were a couple points that kind of got under my skin, but in all it was a worthwhile movie experience. Also, it's apparently based on the graphic novel instead of the book, so some discrepancies are not an issue with me. It's nice to have my psychotic purist urge disarmed sometimes.
We met dad at Leal's for the big dinner moment. Apparently my b-day is popular, because they sang for three people before they got around to me. Mind you, I didn't want anybody singing at me in the restaurant (ever in my life), and it's not like I needed the giant free sopapilla that comes with the sombrero and clapping sing along, but it was all good.
And now, pretty much just hanging around the house. The ice cream cake was good, even though I had to wait until after midnight to get my sweet craving up again. I figure I'm just going to stay awake until I'm bored of it, so there is a chance that I will still be up when my dad gets up to drive home. It's been a nice visit (despite my constantly bitching about that particular thing) and I'm glad for it.
That's it.
Posted by damyano at August 19, 2007 03:20 AM