Lexiconal Orgy, Month One

In the spirit of The Polysyllabic Spree my first month of 100 books/year will be documented much like the book:

Books Bought:
The Polysyllabic Spree by Nick Hornby
The Duchess of Bloomsbury Street by Helene Hanff
The Beautiful and the Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald
In Cold Blood by Truman Capote
Benjamin Franklin & Polly Baker A History of Literary Deception by Max Hall
The Professor and the Madman by Simon Winchester
Don't Tell the Grown-ups -- The Subversive Power of Children's Literature by Alison Lurie

Books Read:
The Polysyllabic Spree by Nick Hornby
The Duchess of Bloomsbury Street by Helene Hanff
The Beautiful and the Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald
In Cold Blood by Truman Capote
The Professor and the Madman by Simon Winchester
We Need to Talk About Kevin by Lionel Shriver
Dogfight and other stories by Michael Knight
As I Lay Dying by Faulkner (abandoned)

Ask about them if you want, I'll be honest!

How to deal with a dog who's dealing with an opossum:

A Follow-up:

Grab tail
pull into house
barracade doggy door.

how to dispose of an opossum:

take shovel.
use your imagination.

She bangs

There's this strip club that I drive by everyday on my way to work and they have the greatest billboards. Last year around Christmas it said, "Have yourself some Mary for Christmas" and this year after New Years it said, "Break your resolutions here". This week's is "We play well with others." I find myself looking forward to the new one every week. I want to know who comes up with these things. Probably not the people who work there (not to knock strippers, Autumn I know you tried it for 3 weeks) ... is there a stripper net (not fishnet) where they can get these? So funny.

There was a bicycle place in Tampa that did the same thing. But the story about that isn't as funny as a strip club.

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To breathe or not to breathe

So I've gotten myself out of that little funk I seemed to have been in earlier, but I have neglected to do a single thing except waste away the day on MySpace. The funny thing is, I've been a member for months but I've never actually done anything on it. Today I decided to update my pictures and profile and search and do all those things I never cared to do before. I've actually been catching up with a couple old friends I hadn't spoken to since high school. Creepy, eh? It's been nice; a very relaxing day. See, I guess I do that every once in awhile.

News flash: Chicken & Dumplings from a can are no good. Hear me? No good. Ick. I decided on a bologna & cheese sandwich for dinner after the great dumpling debacle, mostly because I didn't feel like defrosting and cooking for just one person. See, I get it. It just doesn't make sense to cook that much as a single person. I'm so glad that's not usually me. Not that's bad for you single people, it's just ... well, it sucks for me. I'm a (hold on while I look up the phobias) monophobic. Or autophobic. You choose. This is why I go to Barnes & Noble to read books I have at home.

Speaking of books, I'm finishing up In Cold Blood by Capote. L, you bought this last time we went shopping -- you should make sure you read it; I liked it a lot.

Anywhos, I think I'm going to go paste myself to a book. It's been fun, fellas (don't ask me, I don't know where that just came from).

relaxing? wha?

It's been a lonely busy weekend for me. Christen's working, so I should be hanging out or having fun or something, but somehow I decided that wasn't for me, so I've been brooding about doing all the housework myself while in fact doing all the housework. I changed bulbs I've been waiting for him to change, installed the doorknob I figured he'd do, did four loads of laundry that I hoped he'd start on his last day off which didn't happen. I know I should just tell him that I'm unhappy that I seem to be doing all the work, but somehow it doesn't come out of my mouth. Today I plan on alphabetizing the cds and set up the nintendo and phone system that he's been saying he'd do, and maybe I'll clean my car (that's another one). This morning I read the paper and had a mini quiche out on the deck while Lola laid at my feet.

She's decided to use the doggie door. I was so happy I kept going in and out the regular door so that she'd follow me through her door. It's like my new favorite toy!

I have nothing else to say, really. I'm going to go on about my brooding. Happy trails!