internet withdrawls already

2005-08-26 / 6:53 a.m.

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This is it, the last diary entry for a few days at least. The internet is disconnected today and it won�t be hooked up at the new apartment till Wednesday. I�m sure by then I�ll have all sorts of amusing moving anecdotes; that or tales of pure boredom without the internet. Yesterday was freaking awesome. Liz and I went to Dallas and had breakfast at Caf� Brazil, one of my favorite restaurants and then we went to the Viking store to look at cooking gear, and damn if it wasn�t my favorite. I want a mostly Viking set with a few all clad and cast iron pieces thrown in. Anyway kitchen porn aside, we just had a really great time. We revived the theater idea, I figure now�s the time with the Trinity River Project and it would be a great showcase for any cooking skill I might acquire between now and then. I think we might actually give it a go.
Last night after I got off work, we loaded up her car and took a load of stuff to my apartment. Unfortunately the electricity was out in the complex, but a nice neighbor helped us carry up what we had set out of the car already. The rest of it gets to live in Liz�s car till tomorrow when we try again. Then it was time for some delicious taco bell and internet fun. I got a new background with Alton Brown covered in post it notes, with one that says don�t fry bacon naked. It made me laugh. In fact every time I look at it a tiny giggle escapes. Then we amused ourselves with this hilarious site that takes gross food from 1950�s and 60�s cook books and shows the pictures with witty little descriptions. Hilarious. Check it out: gross food There are no words for how funny this site is.
Ok I�ve intentionally left the funniest/most pathetic part of yesterday till the end, I figure if you read this far you get to know. I got trapped in my house by a wasp. Yep a wasp. I stepped out on the porch to leave for work and as I was fumbling with my keys a wasp starts flying around me. Now those of you who know me know that I am a girlie-bug wuss. That may be putting it mildly, but the 2 bugs that scare me the most are spiders and wasps, and here comes one of those straight for me. Well I let out a few loud yelps and turn and run back in the house. The damn thing gets in between the screen and the door. This is the one and only time I wasn�t cussing my jank screen door, since it won�t close all the way the wasp can just fly on out of there. I wait about ten minutes and slowly open the door a crack and peak out. The fucker is still there. I screech again, much to the dismay of the cats, and slam the door closed. I have to leave and go to work at this point, but there is no way I�m getting past the wasp. SO�I decide to go out the back door and go through the side gate; all to avoid that wasp. I got out and laughed at my ingeniousness. Of course when I came home 8 hours later it was dark and I hadn�t left the porch light on and as unlikely as it was that the wasp would still be hanging out on my screen door I was forced out of fear to re-enter the house through the back. That�s the sad part, the fear was so ingrained I stumbled around a dark back yard rather than risk an encounter with a wasp that probably left hours ago. Sometimes I wonder about my sanity.

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