this feels like an amalgam of what should be about 3 different entries, and it's probably much too long to be palatable, but i'm just gonna leave it. nyah nyah. you are forewarned.

i remembered to pay the phone bill today, and that is an accomplishment. i also made it to work on time, cleared up a couple of old reqs and over all had a pretty productive day of it. and i beat the Boy at Soul Caliber a couple of times before he started kicking my ass soundly and repeatedly and i got sick of it.

i have this stupid thing with video games - Soul Caliber specifically - where i get way too competitive (and i'm not very good at them) and then its no fun to play, yet i still insist on playing until i throw a temper tantrum. because everyone in the house plays, and they are clearly having fun and it is an important part of the cultural schema in which i live. but then i just end up annoyed and everyones annoyed with me.

i'm getting better about it. but this is probably mostly because i'm getting better at the game, so i can actually win occasionally.

yesterday was a day that would be shot through a blue gel, if my life were a movie. with a score by philip glass. if philip glass is the guy i'm thinking of. piano scores consisting of a few very plunky notes and mostly large areas of silence.

i don't know why. and i guess it wasn't any big loss of day in the end. sunday afternoons are wont to be like that. you'd think i'd be used to it by now.

i ate lots of rice pudding, and at some point there was scalloped potatoes, which made me think of cheetos adds: "Dangerously Cheesy". and i don't have a tee vee. so i ate asparagus (my parents brought up approximately 4tons fresh from their garden) and rice pudding. and had asparagus pee still this morning.

everyone is very irritable around the house right now. maybe it's the sudden abundance of time. or getting over the whole semester and suddenly noticing our surroundings for the first time in months. or maybe because its hot and grimey and its perpetually dirty under your fingernails, because it is summer afterall.

last night as i fell asleep i really wanted there to be a cat curled up on top of my quilt. right where my feet wanted to go so that i had to twist at an odd angle.

but the Boy is allergic, so the cat isn't allowed in the bedroom and especially not on the bed.

and besides, she's out of town right now.