So take the photographs , and still frames in your mind

by statia on November 3, 2003

Trading your Saturday night out in for a Sunday night out probably isn’t the best idea in the world. More specifically, trading your Saturday night drinking, in for a Sunday night for drinking, isn’t the best idea.

I went to bed early on Saturday night. Passed out cold, and got caught up on my sleep. I was up early and at the gym. I felt rejuvinated and awake. It felt so good. I met up with my friend for brunch yesterday, and caught up on old times.

Last night was dinner with my friend for some fajitas that were so very good. Did I mention I adore said friend? Not only can he cook, but he looks into my brain. He looks into my brain after I thought about something 4 days ago. Last week, I thought to myself, while waiting for the elevator at work, that I’m a bit standoffish at times, when meeting new people. It was something I made a mental note to change. He actually made mention of as a personality trait in him last night, and being the keen little people reader that he is, noticed that similarity between us. This among many, which, quite frankly, is starting to scare the ever living crap out of me. I’m going to be afraid to pass out at his house for fear that he’s going to bust out that Junior Labotomy set he got for Christmas in 1978, and just start mixing things up and using anything he finds to stump me later on. He’s one of the small group of people I want to be in my old age home, and that’s big.

I was a bit haggard today. Not because I was hungover. It was more due to lack of sleep. Even though I got to bed early, I was up 235253 times last night due to either being thirsty, or due to g-man throwing up. Yesterday, while out running errands, g-man decided to help himself to my bar of soap in the tub. Swallowed it whole. Not even a sliver, just about a full bar.

Sometimes, I just don’t get him.

{ 6 comments }

sledge November 3, 2003 at 10:52 pm

Gromit: The adventures of the dog that likes Jenny Craig AND soap!

Sounds like a new TV show if you ask me!

Lisa November 4, 2003 at 12:24 am

I’m glad he’s finally stopped puking and that you don’t have wall to wall carpet anymore.

buddha November 4, 2003 at 8:39 am

Funny how during ones lifetime you come across people..(a limited number of people) whether they be friends, “interests”, or family that can read your mind like a book. They know what you think about and what you’re like. Weirder yet when that person winds up having the same qualities or traits as you.
I have about 2 people that can do that with me…freaks me out. It seems as though they know me better than I know myself.

BSTommy November 4, 2003 at 8:44 am

What is it with dogs and soap? I’ll usually give my folks’ dog Sally credit for being pretty smart. But she’s been known to start a vomitathon with the soap, too.

mmmmm….soap

robyn November 4, 2003 at 2:56 pm

So maybe it WAS you that molested the soap last year after all…?

skurdycat November 4, 2003 at 11:14 pm

poor vomit gromit

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