Ty, it’s not what you think! You are simply not as cool as the other potential Rockstars! You may have delivered your best… but your best was simply not good enough. Now go walk it off.

And I’m sorry, MiG but J.D. Fortune produced strange stirrings in my utility belt this episode. I sense a geekiness about him. I bet he watches Star Trek and picks his nose. Of course, it might just be that leather Member’s Only Jacket he wears. Regardless, Jordis is still my choice.

P.S. This is horrible but I don’t ever remember seeing Marty before— how is it that I missed him? He did seem semi-familiar. I think he was in the New Monkees playing the pseudo-Peter role.

For some insane reason I keep thinking today is Thursday and not Wednesday. Insane! This evening I went to Chick fil-A for ice cream. They make a really good soft serve vanilla cone.

Tomorrow I am meeting Audra in King of Prussia for lunch. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen her. The present I bought for her birthday STILL HASN’T ARRIVED. I feel like such a schlub. I bought an absolutely silly present for myself. It’s a Dance Dance Revolution Pad that plugs directly into the TV and doesn’t need a PlayStation or XBox. I have enjoyed those times in which Audra has brought her setup over or I have gone to her apartment and played it. So I figured, why not? Besides, it was pretty cheap.

Tomorrow, I have quite a few things I must accomplish. The house needs a full cleaning since I have friends coming over on Friday. I also need to figure out what food to make and what booze to buy. Does anyone have any simple suggestions for an informal little get together? I thought of doing ham/veggieburgers on the grill but I think it might rain. They are coming at 7 so I don’t think it needs to be a huge meal.

I bought a get well card for Judy (Not Jewdez but my neighbor from across the street). During her last chemo treatment she somehow contracted an infection and she’s been in the hospital for about a week. The card says, “While you are in the hospital…The doctor says you are such a nice patient he’s going to throw in a complimentary set of breast implants.” Opening the card reveals two pink deflated balloons and the words “Get Well Soon.” I thought it was really funny and I laughed aloud when I saw the balloons. I think Judy will like the card, the problem is… she has breast cancer and well, you know. I hope she doesn’t take the card the wrong way. She is really cool so I am just going to go for it. I hope she will think it’s funny too.

Yeah, I am feeling much less overwhelmed and stressed. Dawn posted an entry on New Orleans and just reading it helped me put my little nothingness into pespective.

I called, I cancelled, Comcast is gone. Of course it was only on a TV placed in my office closet since that is where the cable jack is located. If cable jack means a coaxial cable stuck though a little hole in the wall at the bottom of my office closet. Let’s hope this chapter is now closed. The Donnavilla wasn’t meant to receive a crystal clear television signal. And that is not a bad thing.

I am drinking coffee and trying not to feel so very very tired. Yesterday was an exercise in futility. Monday a cableman came to the house and could not figure out how to get the cable hooked up. He said he would send another fellow the next day, (yesterday). The new guy arrived and climbed and crawled all over the Donnavilla. He left. He returned. He determined it was impossible to hook up cable unless we hired some guys to do custom work. He said he could get my office hooked up with no problem, it was all the other rooms that would be problematic. He left and I called Comcast to cancel the service. The gal on the phone convinced me to hire the custom work guys because cable is important. I think that was her closing line. I told Lisa I would pay the 150.00 to have these guys come out and do something called a wall fish. I thought she would be happy but she was angry with me. I told her if she didn’t want it, she should call and cancel. She says because I’m the one that messed up, I should call and cancel. We spent the rest of the evening screaming at each other. The thing is, I never wanted cable. I don’t know how all this happened. I don’t know why hiring the custom work fellows is a bad idea. I just wanted to make Lisa happy.
I am glad this is my last day of work for the week. I really wish we hadn’t sold my grandmother’s house because I would go up there just to get away from all of this crap. What does it say when I would brave DIRTY PHONE LINES AND DIAL UP ACCESS to escape?

Nothing that a little Prozac and a big polo mallet won’t cure

I am working from home and behind me in the office chair sleeps Bobo. He seems to like to squeeze behind me or perch on my shoulder or head… he is such an odd dog. At any rate, I hear a coughing and I look behind me and he vomits! Luckily it didn’t touch me and it hit the faux leather chair rather than my carpet. I remembered the vet said that if he throws up yellow bile it means he is hungry. After I cleaned everything up I took him to the kitchen and put out his food but he didn’t eat anything! Oh, Bobo. You drive me crazy!

My father bought me the MobiBlu!!!! I think he wants to play with it and getting it for me was a good excuse! That works! No complaints here!

It’s 1 inch! I can’t wait to see how you plug in the earphones! I am guessing it should arrive by the end of the week.

After work I noticed Bobo’s toys were spread all over the dining room and my bedroom. I gathered them up and placed them in the little toy basket that sits on the floor next to his crate in the kitchen. I sat down to look at mail and I noticed Bobo went over to his basket and started pulling his toys out of the basket. He proceeded to put the toys back to where they were! Schweinehund!

This evening Lisa and I watched some TV through the static. Lisa flipped back and forth between Dr Phil and a Bobby Darin special on the local PBS channel.
“You don’t mind that I’m flipping between our boyfriends, do you?” Lisa asked in total seriousness.
“Not at all, but please be quiet, I want to hear my boyfriend sing.”
Later, we watched as Dr Phil told a couple that they need a PLAN and Lisa turned to me and said, “We need a plan! We are two very nice girls who can’t seem to get boyfriends. Let’s go on Dr Phil and see if he will marry me!”

I keep telling her that Dr Phil is married but Lisa doesn’t care. She believes he is her soulmate.

I ate too much and now I feel sick. It’s like the food won’t dump out of my stomach. I feel similar to the time I got ghastly ill in Chicago and I slept in the bathroom and puked so hard it came out of my nose. Okay, maybe I don’t feel that sick, but I don’t feel well.

This weekend just flew by. I think it had a lot to do with getting in late on Friday. This upcoming week is a short one. I am taking Thursday and Friday off. I can hardly wait.

Accomplished Items from Today’s TO DO LIST:
X My clothes are put away
X 1 load of towels are washed

2 out of 4 ain’t bad.