1/16/05
My day started at 7:18 a.m.. Friday night raddidge said she would be here early in the morning. I woke up early because I remembered that Saturday was car payment day.

I made myself bleed while flossing my teeth. A bit scary but the bleeding quickly stopped and I continued my oral routine.

Mmm, brushing my teeth. I can feel my fat fucking self jiggle in the process. Someone put a bullet in my head.

Time for reading and posting and being a boring idiot until 9:00 a.m. rolls around.

Now it's off to the bank and stop at the bagel place for some breakfast. Olympics Guy is strange. I can hear him hit the snooze button every ten minutes. His phone started ringing and that got him stomping around over my apartment.

Warmed up the car while reading The Years of Rice and Salt. Now I'm stuck reading two good books. Chapterhouse Dune and this one. I think I'll finish Chapterhouse and continue with The Years of Rice and Salt. I made my January car payment. While driving back home I flipped off the anti-abortion people in front of Planned Parenthood. Got doughnuts, bit into the first one on the wrong side and got the bostom cream splurted over my fat fingers. The next one I bit on the doughnut anus and it was a clean experience. Got bagels. While driving home I was stuck behind a student driver. Fucking imbecile, learn how to drive on a closed course or in a parking lot and stay off the streets. Now I'm home and just waiting for raddidge's arrival.
Fucking shit, they barely buttered the bagels.

About a half hour ago, raddidge said she would be heading down to Colorado Springs. She woke up late and her mother shanghaied raddidge into doing the dishes. Now I'm involved in a flame thread about pokemon. A happy eevee evolves into umbreon at night, espeon during the day. Cite, cite and cite.

I'm going outside to read Chapterhouse and wait for raddidge. My porn is taking forever to download.

raddidge is here. I gave her the little gifts that are for her because I love her so much. Salt and vinegar potato chips and this pineapple-coconut juice. Plus I remembered that I found my cardcover copy of A House with a Clock in its Walls. Hurray.
I lied to you, gentle reader. I did not go outside to read Chapterhouse. I went into the other room, laid out on the lovesac, Spot attacked me and forced me to sleep. raddidge woke me up and I was very disconcerted thinking it was later in the day than it was in the first place.
As I'm writing this, raddidge is lending her gentle advice and observing spivak as spivak. She noted the pornography that's taking forever to download and she's reading how it's lesbian strap-on porn.
P7A77 posted recently on *stonecutters that I hated porn and why should I be downloading porn? My reply "I don't like porn. I like pornography." The implication is shut up and leave me alone. Also do as I say not as I do for I am the great and powerful Oz.
Spot's being all yowly and raddidge is calling to her to soothe her feline suffering. I'll update later on tonight.

Fuck, the porn ends up being a video that I already downloaded months ago. It wasn't even that good the first time.
Sigh.

Well well, it's been more than eight hours since I opened up index.php. raddidge and I sat outside, read, went inside when it was too cold for us. Later we went to the supermarket where I took advantage of some sales. After food shopping I bought a mug and a nice glass bowl to make ramen noodle soup. raddidge bought herself a mug so she could have tea while she visits and she bought me a tea kettle. Our evening was rounded out by watching Chasing Amy while eating Indian food.
No, not fried bear fat and wolf jerky. The other kind of Indian.
Now it's bedtime. Spot's all riled up because Mr. Naughty Octopus has been dancing around the apartment without a license. Unfortunately Mr. Naughty Octopus has decided that raddidge makes a lovely stage and this incites Spot to whap raddidge with wee white paws.

I live a hermetic lifestyle. The only interaction with the outside world is when I have to pay the rent, when I visit the Birds on Tuesday and Thursday and the glorious weekend when raddidge decides to grace me with her blessed presence. Living alone, away from the rest of the world can be very good and addicting but it tends to strain things with other people.
At the moment I'm trying to get my words together about more shit that's been going through my head. I reckon I'll talk to raddidge about it tomorrow just to sort myself out. It helps to make sense and raddidge is a huge help in that department.
Good night.