champions of breakfast

Alright! We're having pancakes again! Ever since the surgery, the Beautiful Bumble Bee Girl has wanted nothing but cold cereal, corn flakes that we got at Albertson's on sale. Usually, we have the pancakes when she's working & cereal on her days off, but she's had nothing but days off since Dr. Marino did the biopsy on her foot.

Today I get to spend some time with Car-girl, probably going some place in her car. (I'm hoping for a convertible ride & a pop at the Iron Claw Drive-in.) It'll be good to get out of the house for a change, since Sunday all we did was watch the Titanic, save for I went down the street & bought some Crazy Tacos. I slept thru the last 1/2 of the Titanic, as I took 1/2 a Xanax from the anxiety of pre-shot day -- I'm due today but Perky Pam isn't back until Wednesday -- & fuck Scientology.

Thursday the bandage comes off Trish's foot, & maybe soon she'll be able to return to work. In the meantime it's kind of a protracted vacation for the both of us. I did send Bill what I'd done so far on the Invisible Hog. This frees me up to finish "Relayer". I did write to Platinum Studios yesterday & found that Jerome had left the company. I resubed to the new guy, who wrote back even though it was a Sunday.

The weather here has been becoming abominably hot. We did switch the a/c off for a bit so Trish could hear her movie, but by Wednesday it's supposed to hit 100.