Halloween, 06
The hamster died Monday. Poor Smelly Bear, he was a happy, happy hamster, even though he was a pig: we think he ate himself to death, that we left out way too much food on our trip, then fed him more when we came back home.
We put Smelly Bear into dumpster heaven, then headed out for the Layout. Cheri was cooking hamburger soup. Bleh! Then she babbled about how we can't eat at Pizza Hut cuz "some people have high cholesterol".
Karen gave Trish a ride to work, after we stopped at the Iron Claw Credit Union & took out the money for house insurance. We also canceled our car insurance, as Trish won't be driving this winter. I ate at the Soup Kitchen instead of the Layout. Greasy spoon.
So Trish had the day off, Halloween -- she had a physical with Dr. Laktovich, who decreased her thyroid. When she came home she did a little cleaning & laundry. Fred came by, to take the battery out of the car & move it around to the back. We went & got some air in the tires, then he removed the battery & we stuck it in the basement. He stayed to listen to me play "Blue Sunday" & agrees that my rhythm has improved considerably. In fact, he was ready to go before I was ready to quit.
I took a nap while Trish watched Britney. I'd slept poorly the night before; last night I took 3 temazapam & fuck Scientology. We ate some ravioli/beefaroni & vegetables for supper, then watched TV until Ed & Denise arrived at 7:30 with the incredible munchies: grape juice & sherbet ice cream. No trick-or-treaters, but the guy from the water company came to tell us the water main had busted & they wouldn't be able to fix it until this morning. It finally came back on around 11:00, about 15 minutes before Car-girl showed up to take Trish to work. She was sick. I hope Trish can understand that. I just hope it doesn't interfere with our getting Toastie Bear. The bedroom's so cold, we need him.
I see Dr. Nolan this afternoon, to have my heart checked out. It flutters & I feel weak. Abilify is contraindicated in heart patients, but I'll still say it: FUCK SCIENTOLOGY!
We put Smelly Bear into dumpster heaven, then headed out for the Layout. Cheri was cooking hamburger soup. Bleh! Then she babbled about how we can't eat at Pizza Hut cuz "some people have high cholesterol".
Karen gave Trish a ride to work, after we stopped at the Iron Claw Credit Union & took out the money for house insurance. We also canceled our car insurance, as Trish won't be driving this winter. I ate at the Soup Kitchen instead of the Layout. Greasy spoon.
So Trish had the day off, Halloween -- she had a physical with Dr. Laktovich, who decreased her thyroid. When she came home she did a little cleaning & laundry. Fred came by, to take the battery out of the car & move it around to the back. We went & got some air in the tires, then he removed the battery & we stuck it in the basement. He stayed to listen to me play "Blue Sunday" & agrees that my rhythm has improved considerably. In fact, he was ready to go before I was ready to quit.
I took a nap while Trish watched Britney. I'd slept poorly the night before; last night I took 3 temazapam & fuck Scientology. We ate some ravioli/beefaroni & vegetables for supper, then watched TV until Ed & Denise arrived at 7:30 with the incredible munchies: grape juice & sherbet ice cream. No trick-or-treaters, but the guy from the water company came to tell us the water main had busted & they wouldn't be able to fix it until this morning. It finally came back on around 11:00, about 15 minutes before Car-girl showed up to take Trish to work. She was sick. I hope Trish can understand that. I just hope it doesn't interfere with our getting Toastie Bear. The bedroom's so cold, we need him.
I see Dr. Nolan this afternoon, to have my heart checked out. It flutters & I feel weak. Abilify is contraindicated in heart patients, but I'll still say it: FUCK SCIENTOLOGY!
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