Goddamn songs
I have Electric Six's "I'm the Bomb" in my head. Don't get me wrong -- I love
the song -- but having "3-2-1, I'm the boo-ooo-ooomb, and I'm ready to go off
in your shiiiiip" repeating incessantly in my skull is starting to drive me
slightly potty.
Man, I've been running all over the city with my head cut off these past few
days. Doing a lot of chores at home (no thanks to CHRIS), trying to make
Christmas happen without the supervision of the rest of the family.
Been spending a lot of time with my boy these past few days, trying to catch
up on lost time. Last night he came over for dinner and I made Fettucine
Alfredo with onions, mushrooms, and blue cheese in the sauce, garlic bread
(you should have seen me trying to hack apart this ginormous baguette!), with
blueberry pie for dessert (which I did not make myself, sorry).
We watched "Walking Tall," which I've been trying to see for months now,
because in the trailer, there's this song that I LOVE, but have no idea what
it's called. HOWEVER, said song appears NOWHERE in the movie itself. I feel
gypped. As an interesting aside, the movie was filmed in the Sea-to-Sky
Corridor in BC, near Squamish, which is very close to where I used to live. I
recognized it right away. The only other place that looks like that is
Norway, and it's more fjord-y.
It turns out I actually have a lot more time to do things than I did
previously. This is a good thing. I was worried about the construction of
Sarah's and Andy's presents. They're taking longer than anticipated. And I
still haven't figured out what to get for Caitlin yet. She's the last person
on my list.
But I don't have to go to that stupid lawyer party tonight, because the
Wayner's sick. And I'm not going to Toronto to see Lisa, after all, because
it was a logistical nightmare with no easy solution. So now I can accomplish
things. Maybe sleep in a little more.
I'm not feeling all that well today, so I think I'll go home after work and have a nice
hot bath, then veg out in front of the TV with one or more of my present
projects. I'll go to bed early, get up early (I have charge of the dogs while
the folks are away, and this means they wake me up when they want breakfast --
usually before dawn), go to work, and be all shiny smiley by tomorrow.
I hope.
And that's my story. Out.
Posted by Ally at December 16, 2004 12:22 PM