hot diggity Labor dog (smoked sausage)
Labor Day seemed like another Sunday, with the Perky Pam Layout closed, & nothing to do except hang around all day & watch vid-flicks. Trish got out of bed late; finished off the blueberry muffins, & then we drank our morning coffee -- which I try to make around 6:00, irregardless of what time I actually get out of bed, usually resting for awhile before actually firing up the cyber-system, as I don't want to start sleepwalking, developing amnesia.
I added some canned stir-fry vegetables to our chicken Rice-a-Roni (Strong) mixed with cream of mushroom for lunch, then turned off the a/c & watched documentaries about astronomy down in the basement until Joe called. I'd called John earlier, mostly we talked a little about Wars/Trek until John started to insist to Trish that we needed to bleach our apples.
Joe called just when we were about to fix supper. We discussed a variety of things, a lot of it my HP-ordeal over the "$139 printer upgrade". Of course, no one knows where David is, & John needs his name off the title for the RV. Jerome, too, is feeling acute exacerbations of paranoia as he faces his prospects of living without a job, simply 'cause he didn't want to leave St. Louis, even when he had a year in advance to send in resumes.
Then I fried my steak sausages, with the sauerkraut & beans in the microwave. We returned to the basement up until Trish's shower, when I dropped a Viagra. Although the experience wasn't as powerful as some I've had, I was at least able to satisfy Trish.
We watched Enterprise on Skiffy, until I recognized the plot, & opted for an early bedtime. Which, in spite of the (old) Ambien, I still wound up waking up at 4:45 AM & unable to return to sleep; finally got out of bed around 6:00.
I got a couple more crits this morning. One was terribly detailed, but the Critter balked at the "emotionally disturbed girl" as being a cliche; what? are there no longer mental illnesses in the future? In any case, I plan to make her more disturbed, by returning to the Raven's; I think statements like that, though the rest of the crit helped, show a profound lack of understanding & just plain ignorance regarding "emotionally disturbed" people, & hence will be ignored.
The other Critter, who admittedly read very little SF, maintained that it had very few problems, but since the editor bounced it, I should probably take the advice of the more negative Critters.
Tomorrow I have my surgery. If my Ambien-CR still hasn't been filled, I think I'll really be glad when they put me under.
I added some canned stir-fry vegetables to our chicken Rice-a-Roni (Strong) mixed with cream of mushroom for lunch, then turned off the a/c & watched documentaries about astronomy down in the basement until Joe called. I'd called John earlier, mostly we talked a little about Wars/Trek until John started to insist to Trish that we needed to bleach our apples.
Joe called just when we were about to fix supper. We discussed a variety of things, a lot of it my HP-ordeal over the "$139 printer upgrade". Of course, no one knows where David is, & John needs his name off the title for the RV. Jerome, too, is feeling acute exacerbations of paranoia as he faces his prospects of living without a job, simply 'cause he didn't want to leave St. Louis, even when he had a year in advance to send in resumes.
Then I fried my steak sausages, with the sauerkraut & beans in the microwave. We returned to the basement up until Trish's shower, when I dropped a Viagra. Although the experience wasn't as powerful as some I've had, I was at least able to satisfy Trish.
We watched Enterprise on Skiffy, until I recognized the plot, & opted for an early bedtime. Which, in spite of the (old) Ambien, I still wound up waking up at 4:45 AM & unable to return to sleep; finally got out of bed around 6:00.
I got a couple more crits this morning. One was terribly detailed, but the Critter balked at the "emotionally disturbed girl" as being a cliche; what? are there no longer mental illnesses in the future? In any case, I plan to make her more disturbed, by returning to the Raven's; I think statements like that, though the rest of the crit helped, show a profound lack of understanding & just plain ignorance regarding "emotionally disturbed" people, & hence will be ignored.
The other Critter, who admittedly read very little SF, maintained that it had very few problems, but since the editor bounced it, I should probably take the advice of the more negative Critters.
Tomorrow I have my surgery. If my Ambien-CR still hasn't been filled, I think I'll really be glad when they put me under.
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