why hast thou foresaken me, teen tv?
Sep. 16th, 2003 12:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fearlesstempThe fact that I'm not homicidal over the fact the power went out and so I missed the encore showing of The OC *and* the Everwood season premiere shows that this was a decent day. But seriously! Again with the missing of The OC! First they pre-empt for the Yankees, then the misleading TV guide (okay, not so much the TV Guide as my stupidity -- almost typed stupidness there, which would have been perfect) listing made me tape the wrong night, and THEN the power goes out! If I miss it tomorrow, I seriously will cry or, possibly, storm the local affiliate and see if they have copies of the feed or something.
Critter Report: We found a chipmunk in our garage the other day, and so we let our cats loose in there with the door open, and naturally, a few hours later, were greeted with the lovely sight of another! decapitated! bunny! What is *with* my cats and bunnies? They're the cutest little animals around here! And why do they rip the heads off? That is what I don't get, because they don't do that with any other creature. Part of me wonders if the cats are partaking in some bizarre kitty occult ritual.
Also, this frog's been hanging outside our front door these last few days, just chillin' with his bad self on the sidewalk. The thing is, I'm the only one who sees him, and it's gotten to the point that my parents think I'm insane. I tried to get them to come out and look at him tonight but they couldn't pry themselves away from the Giants and just suggested that I kiss him, as he could be my prince. "Pshaw!" I said. "Ha! You freaks! Hold on, maybe I'll just pat him on the head..."
But he ran away into the bushes before I could get to him and now I'm destined to die alone. So tragic. But! Tomorrow is another day for me and my amphibious amor! I shall call him Pierre, because all frogs are French to me, save Kermit. Will keep you posted.
Tonight was my second class and I was so totally prepared even though I'd only read 47 pages of a 200+ page book by the time I went to bed last night. I raced through the rest of it over lunch and before class tonight and even participated in the discussion, which I almost never do because I'm such a wimp. But I made myself do it! And I only sounded slightly ditzy. Some of you may be wondering why I'm taking this class, and the answer is: I don't know. It seemed like a good idea at the time! And I do enjoy it. God forbid I have a plan with anything.
My new temp assignment continues apace. They've given me voicemail and a phone extension. Usually it takes them about a month to do that. I feel like I'm in a relationship with someone that's moving too fast. "But we've only known each other a week! How can you ask me to record an outgoing message? This is all going so fast!"
Time for bed.
Critter Report: We found a chipmunk in our garage the other day, and so we let our cats loose in there with the door open, and naturally, a few hours later, were greeted with the lovely sight of another! decapitated! bunny! What is *with* my cats and bunnies? They're the cutest little animals around here! And why do they rip the heads off? That is what I don't get, because they don't do that with any other creature. Part of me wonders if the cats are partaking in some bizarre kitty occult ritual.
Also, this frog's been hanging outside our front door these last few days, just chillin' with his bad self on the sidewalk. The thing is, I'm the only one who sees him, and it's gotten to the point that my parents think I'm insane. I tried to get them to come out and look at him tonight but they couldn't pry themselves away from the Giants and just suggested that I kiss him, as he could be my prince. "Pshaw!" I said. "Ha! You freaks! Hold on, maybe I'll just pat him on the head..."
But he ran away into the bushes before I could get to him and now I'm destined to die alone. So tragic. But! Tomorrow is another day for me and my amphibious amor! I shall call him Pierre, because all frogs are French to me, save Kermit. Will keep you posted.
Tonight was my second class and I was so totally prepared even though I'd only read 47 pages of a 200+ page book by the time I went to bed last night. I raced through the rest of it over lunch and before class tonight and even participated in the discussion, which I almost never do because I'm such a wimp. But I made myself do it! And I only sounded slightly ditzy. Some of you may be wondering why I'm taking this class, and the answer is: I don't know. It seemed like a good idea at the time! And I do enjoy it. God forbid I have a plan with anything.
My new temp assignment continues apace. They've given me voicemail and a phone extension. Usually it takes them about a month to do that. I feel like I'm in a relationship with someone that's moving too fast. "But we've only known each other a week! How can you ask me to record an outgoing message? This is all going so fast!"
Time for bed.
