Labor Day
Yes, this is Labor Day. However, since I write most of my posts the day after, all that's gone on so far today is I woke up at 5:30 again, eventually left the bed for the computer & the coffee pot. It's raining lightly, so I'm glad Trish doesn't have to work today -- then again, she has Mondays off, anyway.
We're planning to steal some pic-a-nic baskets on the surface of an unexplored planet...
--The Ranger is a Cylon, Yogi.
--Well, frak the Ranger! If he don't like it, I'll rip his fraking head off!
Right. We have some smoked sausage, sauerkraut, chips & dips, & porkin' beans that we want for lunch.
So Sunday Trish got up at 9:00. Although she slept in, I think Trish really is adjusting to her trazadone. She fixed some blueberry muffins for breakfast, & once we finished our coffee, we went downstairs, so I turned off the a/c. Following another sleepless night, I started to nap on the futon -- & Trish woke me straight back up with some stupid question. I think she'd been doing the dishes & forgotten that I'd deliberately gone to lie in the Kool purposely to sleep.
Fred came over around 3:00, to pick the rest of the apples. This time, not having to do it in the dark, things went a lot faster. We finished fast, & plan to donate most of them to the Invisible Food Bank.
Trish wanted to go to the store for fruit fresh; locked herself out, rang the basement doorbell; locked herself out again, rang the doorbell; finally returned home with a small sack of groceries, missing Gidget, not that I really wanted to see the movie.
I offered to treat Trish to supper, but El Taco Loco was closed, so we had to forgo our planned Crazy Nachos & order a pizza instead: Canadian bacon pan pizza. The delivery guy got it here in no time, seeing as how Trish gives big tips.
We stayed upstairs to watch Halloween, which Trish rented the other day. I fell asleep during the first 40 minutes. After the film finished, we watched Trish's bonus DVD of Hannah Montana, then went to bed. Once again, the Ambien kicked in fast & did absolutely nothing to keep me asleep early in the morning.
I'm getting a lot of really mixed reviews of TC. Few people agree on what is "wrong" with it, some say it's near-perfect as is (then why did it bounce?) & others say that the thing is "the weakest version yet" -- in which case, did they really enjoy the ending Ted put on an earlier draft? Or the extremely slow opening space walk? I did respond as well as I could to criticism that amounted to, "Redo the ideas with a different plot/characters". Perhaps I vorkled the thing unconsciously -- or could it have been the Seroquel? Over-sedation? Yeah, I needed the sleep, but some of your atypicals really do vorkle your creativity. Zyprexa did this to me, Doc Larocque's objection, "Isn't that a little subjective?" aside. U-boat has been the one drug I did the best on. Fuck Narcohol & Narcoholics Numinous with their dread Scooby philosophy. When medical marijuana is completely legal, I'm going to get me some, assuming Boze has no objections. Which he does. But the plain fact of the matter, Larocque & Boes aside, is that I did my best writing while sailing the darkened seas in a great big submarine.
U-boat, be the death of me!
We're planning to steal some pic-a-nic baskets on the surface of an unexplored planet...
--The Ranger is a Cylon, Yogi.
--Well, frak the Ranger! If he don't like it, I'll rip his fraking head off!
Right. We have some smoked sausage, sauerkraut, chips & dips, & porkin' beans that we want for lunch.
So Sunday Trish got up at 9:00. Although she slept in, I think Trish really is adjusting to her trazadone. She fixed some blueberry muffins for breakfast, & once we finished our coffee, we went downstairs, so I turned off the a/c. Following another sleepless night, I started to nap on the futon -- & Trish woke me straight back up with some stupid question. I think she'd been doing the dishes & forgotten that I'd deliberately gone to lie in the Kool purposely to sleep.
Fred came over around 3:00, to pick the rest of the apples. This time, not having to do it in the dark, things went a lot faster. We finished fast, & plan to donate most of them to the Invisible Food Bank.
Trish wanted to go to the store for fruit fresh; locked herself out, rang the basement doorbell; locked herself out again, rang the doorbell; finally returned home with a small sack of groceries, missing Gidget, not that I really wanted to see the movie.
I offered to treat Trish to supper, but El Taco Loco was closed, so we had to forgo our planned Crazy Nachos & order a pizza instead: Canadian bacon pan pizza. The delivery guy got it here in no time, seeing as how Trish gives big tips.
We stayed upstairs to watch Halloween, which Trish rented the other day. I fell asleep during the first 40 minutes. After the film finished, we watched Trish's bonus DVD of Hannah Montana, then went to bed. Once again, the Ambien kicked in fast & did absolutely nothing to keep me asleep early in the morning.
I'm getting a lot of really mixed reviews of TC. Few people agree on what is "wrong" with it, some say it's near-perfect as is (then why did it bounce?) & others say that the thing is "the weakest version yet" -- in which case, did they really enjoy the ending Ted put on an earlier draft? Or the extremely slow opening space walk? I did respond as well as I could to criticism that amounted to, "Redo the ideas with a different plot/characters". Perhaps I vorkled the thing unconsciously -- or could it have been the Seroquel? Over-sedation? Yeah, I needed the sleep, but some of your atypicals really do vorkle your creativity. Zyprexa did this to me, Doc Larocque's objection, "Isn't that a little subjective?" aside. U-boat has been the one drug I did the best on. Fuck Narcohol & Narcoholics Numinous with their dread Scooby philosophy. When medical marijuana is completely legal, I'm going to get me some, assuming Boze has no objections. Which he does. But the plain fact of the matter, Larocque & Boes aside, is that I did my best writing while sailing the darkened seas in a great big submarine.
U-boat, be the death of me!
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