it's been a week

shit i can't believe that it's been a whole week since i've done this. it's sad, but i've realized that the reason that i restarted the blog was so that i could have conversations with people. even if they're imaginery conversations with imaginery people, it still counts. or at least my brain thinks so. it's hard to have these dialogues when you spend most of your time at home watching dvds of tv and getting house work done. the house is coming along. today i put the second coat on k's new desk. this weekend we stained it green and then put one coat of polycryllic on. i put the second one on today. that's the main difference between living by myself and lving with a girlfriend. we have projects to do. "hey let's stain and finish the desk." that's a sentence i would have never uttered in my own home.

for those who have never stained a piece of furniture, it's not as fun as it sounds, nor is it as fun as k makes it sound. i got to do the top of the desk. the top is the easy part. it's big and wide and you can just slather shit on and smooth it out. the legs and drawers are much worse. such a pain. and place where two pieces of wood meet, is just evil. i'm pretty sure that the concept of angles is out to get me. fucking angles. watch out, they're all aroiund us. it's good i moved from ny to boston. we have fewer angles here. lots of rotaries. shit circles are evil too. i think that shapes, or maybe geometry, even euclid could all be out to get me. fucking ancient greeks. they'll stomp your ass when you're not looking.

we have cats. that's a new thing for me too. i'm now a cat owner. or, a more appropriate term, a slave. they wake you up in the morning to be fed, they meow when they want to be pet, pretty much they stroll around the house or sleep, and then when they want something from you, they hold you hostage until you give it to them. this afternoon i was feeling ill. i needed sleep, i think that i was overdosing on serotonin. shhh dont tell anyone. i may have taken a pill too many yesterday. either that or i ate too much chocolate and took a pill. i have my theories. maybe i've been watching too much House on dvd. i look at everything as something that could be poisoning me. so anyway, i woke up dead tired after nearly 9 hours of sleep, and i was nauseus and jittery. all things that excess serotonin might cause. kinda like when you start taking antidepressents. anyway, i needed more sleep. at 1 pm today i went back to bed, slept till nearly 3, when a cat decided that i'd had too much sleep and she started headbutting me, and purring, and basically beggging to be pet. so now i need to wake up and pet a cat. it was too early for her to be hungry so it was just attention that she needed. i think, though, that maybe it was revenge. maybe all the times that i've woken up the cats to pet them in the middle of the afternoon finally got to her and she cracked. demanding attention when i was sleeping. payback's a bitch, especially if the thing dishing it out doesn't speak.

(now i've bought special grass for the cats to much on when they're chilling out. i'm whipped. whipped by two fourlegged furry animals with brains the size of peas.)