Saturday, June 21, 2003
at 12:18 AMChaaaarge!
A book called Panama, which I picked up somewhat randomly at Katy Budget Books before I moved, awaits me after I finally remove my person from my uncle Chris' sehr bequem computer chair. Bite The Waxed Tadpole suffered much tweaking this evening. I cannot admit the template really excites me, but it will suffice for the present period.
This marks the third consecutive night that I have been too wired to fall asleep. Last night I finished reading Crime and Punishment; then for almost two hours, with my headphones (I taped one ear back on, because it fell off) planted infirmly on my head, around my bedroom I paced and paced.
I need to rest up, though, because later today I am to accompany Chris and Pam to Chris' parents' domain for card-playing. My aunt Laura took my cousin, Debbie (who is now twenty-one) to see that "Finding Nemo" movie, without inviting Aunt Pam! Aunt Pam, incensed, swore today we would skip off to the theatre in retaliation. Uncle Chris seemed more interested in viewing some independent film about a gambler (I shared his inclinations, but kept my mouth shut), but Aunt Pam will have none of that.
It would be ironically amusing if Aunt Pam's water broke during "Finding Nemo".
Before Pam and Chris left to visit Pam's office, Chris commissioned me to write his thank-you notes for a baby shower showered upon him a few weeks ago by his co-workers (who are all now former co-workers, as he quit his job, which was in Indiana, to move here). My pockets are twenty dollars heavier, and I am quite beside myself with anxiety about how and when I am going to blow these four Abraham Lincolns.
And what's so dadgum special about him that he gets his mug plastered across two whole units of monetary exchange? Lincoln was, indisputably, one of our better presidents, but they certainly weren't thinking down at The Mint (or The Fed, or wherever it is) when they chose that portrait of him wearing a most homicidal expression (I speak of the newer five dollar bills currently in circulation). I think all the citizens of the United States ought to campaign for Teddy Roosevelt on the five dollar bill. Boy howdy, did he ever have teeth!
I cannot sleep.
