death is everywhere
yall i am sorry i have been remiss about posting. i had a bit of a spell for part of this week, but i think i am on the upswing.
oh, and happy turkey day. allrighty, i have plenty to report so i am going to go easy on yer eyes and break it up into several small postings rather than one big ass posting. my first topic: death
i begin with a story of a little mousy who was living with three cats of his own. he ran out from under the stove and got spotted and there his fate was sealed. (this should have been read to the tune of brady brunch)
so the other day i was steeping in my pity party on the couch and i saw a shadow on the kitchen floor. it was too small for any of our cats and i then realized it was mouse #2. i, of course, freaked and it ran right back under the stove. my shriek alerted the mouse catcher extraordinaire, mr. horace, and he promptly took his post two feet in front of the stove, staring at the stove. needless to say, there was little activity in the cat/mouse region the rest of the day. this was a good thing for me b/c i was uncertain how i would get the mousie from horace's jaws into a tupperware and out of our house by myself.
now jes turned in her final memo in legal writing on tuesday so our house has been memo (and stress) central. i told her about the mouse, but it quickly got pushed aside by discussions of domicile and unequivical something or another. she turned it in on tuesday morning and all was good in the borough of brooklyn. we went down to bay ridge to get the mirror on her car repaired since i knocked it clear off while moving the car some months ago. nice job on that one donna. anywho after a few hours in bay ridge (we did a little driving tour after the car was done and its an interesting area of town, we plan to go back and have a meal or a drink) we went and picked up jes's friend beth and hit this cute little bar in fort greene called "moe's." now moe's was having a buy one get one free happy hour and since the two lawyers were spent from memoing they need an adult beverage or two. dt just got some grapefruit juice to try and fight off the ache in her left ear and the left side of her throat (its still there, by the way). after moe's we came back to our house to chill before we went and got jes's bday dinner at da vincenzo (courtesy of mama y papa). so as we walked into the house i began to tell beth the aforementioned story of the mouse; she informed me that she too had met with a mouse or two in her apartment. as i opened the door all three cats met us which is a bit unusual. larry always meets us at the door, emily usually does but horace usuallly gives us the finger from the back bedroom. jes made a joke about how the three cats were useless b/c they didn't catch the mousie. we all laughed and i went to wash the filth of new york off my hands. as i came back into the living room/dining room area, i once again shreiked b/c i looked at the area right in front of the front door and saw this:
while jes and i were partaking in grilled cheese and fries at the diner next to the saturn dealer and jes and beth numbed their memo pain with brooklyn lager, the three kittens were hard at work killing mr. mouse about the house. this is why they all met us at the door. they wanted us to see the result of their handy work, i.e., one dead mouse. i screamed some more and then got my composure, and put said mouse into a ziploc and then into a plastic bag and threw him in the trash outside. all the kitties got extra treats that night.
then, this morning as i watched netscape upload i found out about these two tidbits:
1. alias is being cancelled. now jes is still asleep so even SHE doesn't know about it. it's true. this is sidney bristow's last season. oh bother.
that's what happens when you have unprotected sex with ben affleck. you lose your job. this, my friends, is a sad, sad, day. the series will have its finale in may.
2. the other ending/death i wish to report on is the ending of jessica simpson and nick lachey. yes, its true, they are parting ways after just three short years of marriage.
jes and i celebrate our four year anniversary in about a week. hard to believe that we outlasted nick and jessica.
actually, it does sort of make me sad just b/c so much of their identities depended on being a couple. i wish them well in their singlehood. i wonder what fucknut jessica will hook up with next.
ok this concludes my saddest posting of the bunch
RIP mr. mouse, alias the series, and nick and jessica
i tip my 40 to you.
oh, and happy turkey day. allrighty, i have plenty to report so i am going to go easy on yer eyes and break it up into several small postings rather than one big ass posting. my first topic: death
i begin with a story of a little mousy who was living with three cats of his own. he ran out from under the stove and got spotted and there his fate was sealed. (this should have been read to the tune of brady brunch)
so the other day i was steeping in my pity party on the couch and i saw a shadow on the kitchen floor. it was too small for any of our cats and i then realized it was mouse #2. i, of course, freaked and it ran right back under the stove. my shriek alerted the mouse catcher extraordinaire, mr. horace, and he promptly took his post two feet in front of the stove, staring at the stove. needless to say, there was little activity in the cat/mouse region the rest of the day. this was a good thing for me b/c i was uncertain how i would get the mousie from horace's jaws into a tupperware and out of our house by myself.
now jes turned in her final memo in legal writing on tuesday so our house has been memo (and stress) central. i told her about the mouse, but it quickly got pushed aside by discussions of domicile and unequivical something or another. she turned it in on tuesday morning and all was good in the borough of brooklyn. we went down to bay ridge to get the mirror on her car repaired since i knocked it clear off while moving the car some months ago. nice job on that one donna. anywho after a few hours in bay ridge (we did a little driving tour after the car was done and its an interesting area of town, we plan to go back and have a meal or a drink) we went and picked up jes's friend beth and hit this cute little bar in fort greene called "moe's." now moe's was having a buy one get one free happy hour and since the two lawyers were spent from memoing they need an adult beverage or two. dt just got some grapefruit juice to try and fight off the ache in her left ear and the left side of her throat (its still there, by the way). after moe's we came back to our house to chill before we went and got jes's bday dinner at da vincenzo (courtesy of mama y papa). so as we walked into the house i began to tell beth the aforementioned story of the mouse; she informed me that she too had met with a mouse or two in her apartment. as i opened the door all three cats met us which is a bit unusual. larry always meets us at the door, emily usually does but horace usuallly gives us the finger from the back bedroom. jes made a joke about how the three cats were useless b/c they didn't catch the mousie. we all laughed and i went to wash the filth of new york off my hands. as i came back into the living room/dining room area, i once again shreiked b/c i looked at the area right in front of the front door and saw this:
while jes and i were partaking in grilled cheese and fries at the diner next to the saturn dealer and jes and beth numbed their memo pain with brooklyn lager, the three kittens were hard at work killing mr. mouse about the house. this is why they all met us at the door. they wanted us to see the result of their handy work, i.e., one dead mouse. i screamed some more and then got my composure, and put said mouse into a ziploc and then into a plastic bag and threw him in the trash outside. all the kitties got extra treats that night.
then, this morning as i watched netscape upload i found out about these two tidbits:
1. alias is being cancelled. now jes is still asleep so even SHE doesn't know about it. it's true. this is sidney bristow's last season. oh bother.
that's what happens when you have unprotected sex with ben affleck. you lose your job. this, my friends, is a sad, sad, day. the series will have its finale in may.
2. the other ending/death i wish to report on is the ending of jessica simpson and nick lachey. yes, its true, they are parting ways after just three short years of marriage.
jes and i celebrate our four year anniversary in about a week. hard to believe that we outlasted nick and jessica.
actually, it does sort of make me sad just b/c so much of their identities depended on being a couple. i wish them well in their singlehood. i wonder what fucknut jessica will hook up with next.
ok this concludes my saddest posting of the bunch
RIP mr. mouse, alias the series, and nick and jessica
i tip my 40 to you.
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