had a strange thursday at work. we had a pretty nasty car accident out front, two cars being totalled. @30 minutes later, we had a woman pull up to the police working the accident, apparently having a heart-attack at a young age. police cars, ambulances, fire trucks all made their scheduled stops to give me a sound/light headache that would last all day long. thank you for that btw.
somehow, i lucked out and got friday and saturday off of work. not knowing that the iowegians had traversed the complete wastes known as kansas and nebraska to make it to this state, which is much the same as the two previously mentioned. friday night, i found myself downtown watching revenge of the sith again, this time cringing even more at the dialogue (didnt know that was possible). ‘Machismo’ spent the day sulking because he had wanted to go see it again, and, from my only guess, was upset that i went without him.
i found myself saturday, in dallas. i meant to call you Kat, but didnt find the time. oh, and before you guys start thinking i had some sort of religious experience, i did not ‘find myself’ in that context, only in the one where i ended up somewhere. found out that the iowegians half expected to find me brainwashed by my families new obsession, and see me ready to testify for them. not the case, my abscense from the interweb was mostly self-inflicted, as i had grown very tired of most of it. like the commercial where the guy gets to the end of the net. that was me. they were pleased i wasn’t hurried along, cross in tow, to the scarborough faire near waxahachie.
we could have picked a better day to go, as thunderstorms engulfed all of texas. we spent some time waiting the storms out in the car, and in at least one porn store. porn stores. ugh. no, not because of the filth, i kinda enjoy that aspect. but because i, invariably, always have to, and refuse to, use the bathroom when i walk into one. well, that and the old pervs who walk around with hard-ons waiting for the jizz-box to open up. another thing thats discouraging? you always go in with the intention of not buying anything, and find out exactly how much your resolve sucks ass.
and for good measure. ,,, ,,, ,,,
while in the car, i found a digital camera to play with. usually a bad idea, as it only feeds my desire to join the 20th century. after playing with it for near 15 minutes, i had decided that i would buy one that day, but later, after the faire.
the Scarborough Faire has become somewhat of a tradition for the iowegians and i. every year we find ourselves there, wondering around aimlessly, looking at overpriced crap we sometimes cant live without. i also go in hopes of seeing throngs of dorks dressed in starfleet uniforms, but have so far, been quite unsuccessful. bastards. this year, i think was our last. we just havent seemed to have alot of fun with the same old thing, and think we need something new.
it rained the entire time we were there. whereas the iowegians opted for rain ponchos, i graciously declined, preferring a major soaking to looking like a big yellow geek. we were there maybe all of 2 hours before we decided it was enough. we turned to leave and found the car had gotten stuck in the mud. wonderful. after about 3 minutes of heavy pushing (and one glorious facedive by yours truly), we were freed and set to leave town, only to spend a solid 3 hours in the wonderful dallas traffic.
