Yet again, i woke up feeling completely shitty only this time the world was covered with snow and i also had a massive headache shooting little darts of pain to ricochet around in my hollow head. It seems it slipped out of my ear while i was sleeping . . . i called into work and went back to bed.
When i woke up later, i felt much better and it had really frozen over down here in Hell, i wasn't imagining it! There were snow people sprouting everywhere outside like a creepy little army of brittle cold daemons that move slow and make you crazy with their beady little eyes and floppy weenie noses . . .
i grabbed Angel to save him from the terror of it all and dragged him back to the magic bed where it was safe if you pulled the covers over your head and kissed a lot. Then, we melted the whole world down with the power of our love and you people should thank us for saving you ALL!
After such a terrifically complex workout, he needed a nap (happens to all great warlocks - if you do it right *wink*) so i took a shower and played games online for a while until his Dad called to say he couldn't come over TODAY like he'd planned but tomorrow was good . . . i was FREAKED! No one had said anything to ME about his Dad coming over! i had a moment of total panic where i was calculating just how long it would take to clean the house and how much i would have to hide on the balcony . . . now i know how Weet feels about the man/clean thing. When he woke up and saw me cleaning he just got mad at me and said, "Now THIS is exactly why i don't tell you when someone is coming over! You just clean and make ME clean and that's a LIE to them! Our house is not that CLEAN!"
He totally misses the point. Just because i have other things to do on a regular basis doesn't mean i think the house should be messy when we have company. It just means we live here and we don't matter!
Anyways, he dragged me out of the house to have dinner with my parents and they took us out to Ton's because tomorrow is Angel's birthday and then we got back and played a few rounds of Mexican Train and i won! YAY, ME! i still swear he told my Mom he 'titties will fall off' but he says he meant 'tea' as her cup was close to the edge. Whatever. Any thing we do with them degrades to innuendo and other suggestive manners of speak; in other words, it's a riot!
Now it's late and i must get some sleep as i have to get up early and take the Ronica to school before work.
confessed on Monday, Jan. 13, 2003