Saturday night, a little past 8:30PM, and I’m too broke to go out and too wired to fall asleep. I sound like a The The song.
I’ve got a beer and a half in me, but I’m not feeling up for solid drunkenness, so I’m not sure what I’ll do. A slight hyperactivity pulses through me. Maybe I’ll throw on my jeans and drive down to Borders. I can afford the gas, right? We’re kind of hilarious with money, honestly. We’ve got a decent amount in the bank but we live like we’re destitute, esp. if we owe anyone (e.g. the dentist, pre-school) money. We’re a couple hundred behind the curve at the moment so we’re not spending any money. It’s not like there’s much I’d want to buy anyway. Today I was thinking that sooner or later everyone’s house gets cleaned out by a friend or relative courteous enough to claim the responsibility. I’d like to leave my loved ones an easy task.
This morning M took S to basketball while I hung out with T and N. Before they left they played with their action figures on the dining room table…see the previous post’s picture. After M returned I mailed a few packages and walked Shadow through the cemetery. Although the temperatures have moved into the twenties, a definite improvement, about an inch of snow covered the ground. I thought Shadow could use the walk after staying mostly indoors for the week. Her feet, however, grew cold, and I almost had to carry her home. Once I got her settled on the couch T and I drove to the library. I picked up a movie and another Vonnegut book (Bluebeard, which I remember as his strongest, I’ll read it on the plane) while T cruised the first floor. He picked out a couple books and three movies. When we returned home I watched an Office episode (the “booze cruise” one) and knocked out twenty-five minutes on the elliptical. I probably should have showered afterwards but I threw caution to the wind and stayed smelly all day. The shower would have helped revive my energy. Oh well. Most of the afternoon passed with me on the upstairs bed with “Soon I Will Be Invincible.” The boys watched “Mulan”, M ran errands, and we caught an hour of the X-Games. I probably should have taken up T’s offer to play chess but I so wasn’t in the mood. Later I ate a quick tofu sandwich dinner and read upstairs again with T. We caught some of the two Thursday night “Chuck” episodes after the boys fell asleep.
I wonder if the barometric pressure or something is changing. Wired, I tell you, wired.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
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It's probably just the winter. About this time of year, after a whole lot of spare time being indoors when its dark outside, the echoes of old feelings will sometimes rush through my brain, half dream state and half autonomic reflex. I'll have the same feeling that I do when I'm in the desert, or I'll be ecstatic for seemingly no good reason. These feelings will go on for hours. I imagine that if the human race was forced into caves, we'd stll have these neuological echoes for years, if not deceades, until they slowly faded away. I think of these winter echoes as treasures, particularly when looking back at them during the summer, as they seem like odd gems created out of the interior of my mind, a product of sensory deprivation. So enjoy.
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