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Sanditon
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Boring Days
Hi, been gone because my computer got a serious case of diarrhea, and I had much work to do. Plus, my psychic abilities were lacking, due to the nasty fisilis I was fighting off, thanks to some manwhore I picked up in Shawneetown.
My exciting day began at 7 am, when I woke up realizing I'd fallen asleep on the sofa. Made coffee, checked email, gathered up laundry, took a shower, and headed out to the farmer's market.
I scored some free sorrel from the organic farmers, a couple of nice starter plants, green onions, and beeswax. Never will buy beeswax from that unfriendly little fuck again, though.
It's weird...I tend to buy my stuff from the people who clearly have been working in the garden that very morning, rather than the shiny clean people. I guess it just convinces me that they spend more time with their produce than anyone else does.
Watched parts of Ravenous while doing laundry, called the laundromat owner in desperation because my washer wouldn't stop going into cycles nor would it open up to release my clothing, and then headed home.
Big nasty storm with hail and high winds started up, and I got stuck behind a couple from Indiana who seemed to be oblivious to the onslaught, as they drove 20 miles an hour in a 40 zone, swerving all over the road and pointing out houses and gardens. Finally honked to wake them up.
Got home, desperate friends showed up to seek shelter. They got stuck in the storm while wandering around in Herrin, having lost their parking space. Every year, we have what is meant to be an Italian festival in Herrin, and it has degenerated into nothing more than crappy meatball sandwiches, and a goofy parade, full of religious wackos and baby beauty contest winners. The only good thing is the gallery where they exhibit the art entries. Very imaginative work, mostly well-executed.
They come in as I'm making sorrel and vegetable soup, and hover about in the kitchen, yet want nothing to eat. Takes some convincing to get them to sit down and drink some tea. I think they felt bad for coming, and didn't even want to ask me to turn down the AC. Finally, they left, after dangerous lulls in the conversation. As they were pulling out, some guy stops his car in the middle of the road, gets out and starts making these groaning "uuuuuh" noises at the ground. I'm about to call the police when I realize he's groaning at an enormous snapping turtle to tease it.
Saw about 4 cars dodging the turtle, and came out with a large blanket to move him out of the road. That fucker was too fast for me, and damn near got my leg. "Die, then," I said, and walked off. I should have taken a picture of him...have never seen one that large before.
Now that you've heard about my boring day, share yours!
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05-26-2002 07:57 AM
