Not Going My Way
Tuesday, January 13, 2004
Don’t Get Divorced
I live in a fourplex style of condo. We were able to to purchase it as the previous resident um, well... isn't alive to live in it anymore. I will tell you more about this in a later post.A family or something like it moved in not into our fourplex but directly adjacent to us. The family is A man, his chiksa girlfriend, and his daughter. They sometimes park in our spot, They are supposed to park both of their vehicles in their 2 car garage. They park 1 in their garage and 1 in our spot or someone else's spot. That's not what I notice about them most though.
The two condos are lined up just right acoustically so that the sound travels from a room in their condo to ours. I can tell this because at late night the girl calls for her mommy. The sound is so clear that it seems like the girl is in our bedroom. Even though I am used to this, it still scares me. Its haunting, and even when I have my wits about me I still pity the poor girl. She misses her mother. The mother calls on the phone and the baby daddy yells at his wife while standing outside his condo. I guess he doesn't want the kid to hear, or the girlfriend. Regardless, I know more about them then I care to. Its a morality play, whose message is: Don't get divorced.
Tuesday, December 23, 2003
I Agreed
... to help out with the wedding. I am going to help them put together a program/ favor. I am setting aside my concerns as an older brother. Instead I will pretend like I am cool. I am not cool. However, I'm sure I can play this role. All players on a stage... signifying nothing. Right?If you are here from I Don't Think. Welcome.
I had a nice evening with RI and AH my good friends last night soaking at Watercourse Way and then, I think, over to to a place called Long Life Noodle Co. Whatever it was called it was very good. Even mrs. mice was pleased. We later moved on to a coffee and griped about work and our families. I heard a little about how conservative A and R's families are. It puts things into perspective and makes a lot of what they do as adults make much more sence. Its good to have friends. I glad am not such a social pariah that I have none, anymore.
Waking up this morning was another story altogether.
The play is not finished and I don't really have much more time. Ugh. Gonna haveta cram.
More Later,
Monday, December 22, 2003
Oh My
Well my baby sister has a date for her wedding.I'm just not sure what to say or do.
On one hand, I don't think it really matters what I say or do. It's not my life. I really don't have any say in what she does or who she loves. Or what she does with that love.
On the other hand my instinct tells me this is not an ideal situation. Given the age difference between them, his kids from a previous marriage, his criminal record, their brief period of dating. So many things trouble me. Things which I have brought to her attention. However, this is perceived as an attack and ignored.
I have decided to go. But not without writing my protest here.
I don't think things will go well. I really don't. Maybe I will die in a terrorist attack first.
Oh Well.
Tuesday, November 25, 2003
Alive and Kicking
Well its been a while since I posted, and if you checked in you saw the site down I apologize for that.I've been in a cranky mood lately. We tried to get some clothes for mrs. mice. Shopping for her is hard. I would never want to be a girl and try and shop for clothes. I think I would run away and live naked in the jungle. No sizing necessary.
Anyway. Certain people are angry at me for voting for "The Governator". I admit it. I voted for him. I wanted to send a message to all the cronies who were apart of the fake Energy Crisis including Davis that that was lousy and wrong. Of course Bush probably played his part too. Of course we'll have to find a suitable replacement for him too. I say Pierce Bronson as the president. Now that is a president that no intern could resist. Just don't get caught, OK? Discretion is the better part of valor and all that.
Thursday, November 06, 2003
Tarpon Springs
We spent today going to somewhat nearby Tarpon Springs. Its a Greek Village on the Gulf of Mexico which fishes for sea sponges.We got there and had a very nice lunch on one of the many Greek restaurants. The food was very good. Wen's main complaint about the Bay Area is that she can't find a decent Greek restaurant. We walked around and found lots of kitchy gifts for my family. I like spending time with Meemaw. Its quite opposite from the stereotypical situation where you are supposed to fight with your mother-in-law.
I have been ignoring Pirate Man. I realize I am being rude because I am in his house but its making me feel somewhat OK.
We bought a VHS player for Meemaw and got her Finding Nemo and watched that while eating pizza and sewing a nightgown for R's Pooh Bear's nightgown.
Tomorrow is Busch Gardens with Teenie and the girls. Our last day in Florida. I really can't wait to get home. I am going to give my parents a big hug and tell them what good parents they are.
More Later,
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
Drunk Part 2
Today was not so bad. mrs. mice and I discussed how we would avoid Pirate Man and still get to see the rest of her family. We spent today mailing our free gifts to ourselves. It wasn't too expensive to ship including the box and packing peanuts we bought to ship it all home. We went grocery shopping then went to The Shell Factory in Ft. Meyers to see if we could find some kitch for my family members. We did not wind up getting anything. It was interesting that it rained really hard for about 10 minutes on the way there then was fine. I was glad I was not in the canoe, its much drier in the car.Mrs. mice is working on a nightgown for her niece's Pooh Bear. Right now Pirate Man is home from work and acting like an ass. I'm just ignoring him.
More Later,
Monday, November 03, 2003
Drunk
I'm trying to remember if I had a previously entry entitled worst day ever. I'm not online at the moment so I have renamed this to drunk.
