Tuesday morning nuttiness
Breakfast: French Toast that Aunt Jemima made and grape juice for the baby; English muffin with Polaner All Fruit and coffee for me. It was a very international breakfast.
Headed in here to check email and allow the baby to have his morning defecation. The baby opens the desk drawer and empties it of its contents. My feet are now surrounded by old greeting cards, unused DSL filters, random snapshots from last summer, old cable invoices, two pens, a Duplo, and an advertisement for the original American Pie. How much do you think I could get for that on eBay?
The baby has also figured out how to open the printer cabinet where I'm storing all of my cds until I can find a better storage system. He is constantly going after the DJ Shadow “Dark Days” CD. I don't understand why that is.
Email highlights: invitation from
LJ comments are always fun.
Email from Shanley. He's in rare form today. Very funny, very long email, just the way I like 'em.
I have a bunch of annoying chores that I need to get done today, including writing thank you notes (*rips hair out*) and getting various things into some state of organization.
My mom is really on my nerves today. I'm not sure why. One reason might be because I cooked some asparagus last night but didn't get around to eating it. So this morning she threw it out. whore. Another reason is that she is going to New Orleans this weekend but is not “allowing” me to go to Richmond while the boyfriend is at DEMF. I get this sinking feeling that I'm not ever going to be able to just do anything I want, within reason. I'm going to always need my mother's permission. That's fucking depressing.
*flails*
Alright, well the baby has finally pooped so I guess I'll go take care of that. Don't envy me.