Saturday, January 22, 2005 potpurri
Last night a friend instant messaged me to ask "Are you ready?"
I thought he meant "ready for Joan of Arcadia", and the answer to that was "Damn yes!" (although it later turned out to be a repeat) but it turned out he meant, was I ready for the Storm of the Century.
I can't even tell you. I don't even know. How does one prepare for a giant snowstorm? Does one go to the discount grocery store and spend a thousand hours waiting in line? I did that, but only because in this household, we have barbecue TVP sandwhiches with our Joan of Arcadia, and those rolls weren't going to buy themselves.
I have to leave for work in like, five minutes. Can you imagine?
For breakfast, I'm having cold oatmeal. Once it was warm, but that was before I'd forgotten about it for a while. I don't let mundane little things like that weigh on my mind. I devote my time and mental energy to crazy schemes instead. I have so many cooking right now that it's getting ridiculous, even to me.
For example: While my housemates were gone, I had a lot of free time, and the house was so quiet, so I kept the TV on a fair amount of the time. One night I put on Jeopardy for the first time in a year or so, and I watched it and I yelled along and I called the television contestants names when they didn't know the answers. At the end of the show, a voiceover told me "Hey, Washington, D.C. Area!" I said, "Yes?" "Go online and sign up for a spot at our contestant auditions. Remember, not everyone will get an appointmewnt." They had me. I do what TV says anyway, and I couldn't resist the idea that I might get something that someone else wouldn't. I'm awful. I love special provileges so much.
Anyway, I did get an appointment, and in a few weeks I get to go down to DC and take the written test. Someone "in the know" has told me that whether I win or lose, I still get a goody bag with pens and a t-shirt. This scheme is not so crazy afterall!
posted by Frenz | 1/22/2005 07:45:00 AM
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