Bride of Blogenstein!
Days have passed. Manga has been purchased. Food has been wrangled and eaten. And somewhere in the middle of it all, I faced the wrath of Mel and still live to tell about it. Suffice it to say, habits are unfortunately hard to break--like always making doubly sure you have keys so you don't accidentally lock yourself out. (Which I have on two occasions in the past...one during winter, and I'd rather not repeat that adventure ever again if I can help it.) This almost paranoid precaution falls flat whenever said keys are supposed to be left behind. But I have made my prostrations, taken my lashings, and in the end all is forgiven.
Now all that's left is to clean. There's going to be a lot of that happening over the weekend. Mostly because Mel's family will be visiting for most of next week. It's just as well; the apartment hasn't really had a thorough once-over like this in a long time. Although it's frightening to scrub the fridge and discover it's actually a shiny white colour, and that the odd-looking sealant along the base of the floorboards is actually some sort of foresaken grease & dirt combination. And to think: it's been like that since we moved in.
What the hell were the former tenant(s) doing in here?!
Oh wait...I've suddenly remembered their old swingers magazine we found in the closet. Nevermind. Ignorance is bliss.
Pleasantly enough, the weekend weather has been mostly grey and especially wonky, which means that there will be no blistering heat while we fix up the apartment. I am very thrilled with this. It's never really a good thing to just sit in the shade and sweat. That's contrary to all the laws of summer: where there's shade, there should be a mostly inherent lack of sweat.
You know, it now occurs to me that there were a number of colourful anecdotes I wanted to add here...but damned if I can remember them all. They were quirky and quite entertaining, I'm sure. Except for the ICM (Intercontinental Bukkake Missile) idea. That's another "ignorance is bliss" moment. Indulge in it. You'll be happy you did.
Today's Lesson: when Mel calls you and excitedly tells you about the long-awaited Card Captor Sakura DVD box sets, hold the phone at least a foot away from your ear. This ensures you will not be deafened by the excited chorus of, "Wai wai wai wai!!!!!"
posted by Phillip at 5:32 AM
The Power Of Cute Compels You!
And not only is it a quirky title, but it's also pretty accurate. Especially where Mel is concerned. If she ever gives me the sad, pouty look because of something she'd like but cannot have at that particular moment, I suddenly have the willpower of a piece of tin foil. Mel knows this, and often uses it to her full advantage--if anything, just to see how much she can aggravate me by using it.
Then again, given yesterday's wonderfully pleasant weather (and by "wonderfully pleasant", I really do mean "wonderfully pleasant if you're living in Egypt"), she didn't have to twist my arm all that much to get me to buy a chocolate milkshake.
With 2 fans going in the apartment, and the balcony door cranked wide open, we're managing to get some (but not a lot) of air circulation. I find this whole humidity matter quite maddening, personally. It seems like everytime Kitchener gets a large rain or thunderstorm that drops the humidity back down even for half a day, Mel & I are elsewhere visiting friends or family. What is this, a cloud conspiracy? Are they watching for our car, and when they see it leave the city limits, they happily exclaim, "Okay, they're gone! Let's party!"
I've just likened the weather to a bunch of teenage kids being left at home overnight by their parents. Yeah, it's still too damned hot....
Today's Ridiculous & Scary Thought: if you combined a magical girl with our puppy, would you in turn wind up with Bishoujo Shih-tzu Sailor Shady? And just what kind/colour of fuku would she be forced to wear?
posted by Phillip at 5:35 AM
