Just another dinner and a movie at Mom’s, where we had good spaghetti for dinner and watched a movie with full frontal nudity with my mother. I’m willing to bet that had Brian been awake while we were watching Waiting, my poor mother would be subjected to the penis-showing game the minute we left the house.
We had a discussion at dinner and on the way home about moving out asap. The plan is that we’ll start packing about a month before we plan to move, and then once we find a place, we’ll all get a few days off to move things out while Comrade and his wife are at work during the day. With the help of a Uhaul and a couple of days off, we’ll be moved out and be in a place where I don’t need to feel like my landlord is peeking in the windows anymore.
Had a good laugh over the last two days with WBRU’s April Fool’s prank where they announced they’d been bought and were changing formats. Yesterday afternoon they went off the air for a few seconds and were replaced by “Buddy FM”, which billed itself as “the station the whole family will love”, among other things. The format was what I described to Eddie as “Winamp on shuffle gone terribly wrong” and featured promos for the station between every song. Decent attempt at a prank, but the best part was all the people trying to analyze the meaning behind the song choices right from the first song, Ace of Base’s The Sign. Wikipedia had someone posting minute-by-minute updates of what was going on and what was being played. This afternoon Eddie said the afternoon dj was claiming the new company left the combination for the doors unchanged and he was gathering the rest of the BRU-crew to “take over”.
Oh well, we should be off to bed. I’m bitchy, and sitting here staring at the computer probably isn’t helping matters any.
The day was pretty boring. We took notes for the first half of the day, talked a lot about personal experiences with death and Alzheimers, and then watched Awakenings, which I liked more this time around compared to seeing it when it first came out, probably because I actually understood what was happening. I’ve got Monday off, giving me another 3-day weekend. I’ve got a quick paper to write about high blood pressure, and I know we’ll be going to Mom’s house at some point (tomorrow?).
Out of boredom yesterday I started working out some ideas for the next tattoo that I want once I’m back into work and making money again. Of course, since there’s actually 2 designs that I’d really, really like, the one tattoo idea spiralled into 2, one on each arm, and probably of a decent size (nearly half-sleeve on each arm). *sigh* I’m insane, I know, but Eddie convinced me that if I’m going to have some great art (and the guys we go to come do some beautiful work), I should at least put it somewhere where I can enjoy it. Now the big decision? Do I go full-color, or stick to black and gray?
Pickle got her Santa suit in the mail today. She was not happy when I put it on her. She’s also not happy that she’s soaking wet from me squirting her with the spray bottle to get her out from behind the tv. speaking of her going behind the tv, yesterday Eddie pulled her out from behind it about 5 times in the span of no more than 3 minutes. She finally got so pissed off at him for ruining her fun that she stood on the arm of the couch and barked at him. I swear to god I’ve never heard anything so funny in my life.
Today could have possibly been the most pointless day of class I’ve ever been through, aside from Monday when I left early. We reviewed yesterday’s lesson for about 25 minutes, spent another 30 studying on our own, then took the test. After the test we went over a list of some amusing excuses that people will give pharmacies in prder to get them to refill their prescriptions earlier, such as “I need my vicodin because I was moving my desk and the pill bottle rolled off the top, down the stairs, broke open on the ground and all the pills rolled into a puddle.” However, we watched Million Dollar Baby after break, which I thought was a great movie, so that made the class seem a bit less pointless.
It doesn’t look as though we’ll have a white Christmas here this year. We’re looking at weather in the upper 50’s and rainy. Tonight we’re going to head out to the store to grab some gifts, and then maybe grab some dinner, and afer that, who knows? I’d like to unwrap Eddie, but we’ll see what happens.
At this very moment, contrary to our original plans of turning out all the lights to avoid trick-or-treaters, every single light in our house is blazing.
Why?
Because one of us just had to buy Amityville Horror and watch it tonight, in the dark, to avoid trick-or-treating kids (it took us about 25 minutes before we were sufficiently creeped out enough to turn the light back on in the front room).
On a better note, even when he’s swinging an axe at a kid, Ryan Reynolds is still delicious. Must be a Canadian thing.
