"i am not superstitious, but i am a little stitious"
(the week that was)


working ten days in a row has made it harder than i would like to sit down and focus on a post lately, but i finally reached the end of my tunnel and can celebrate with a couple days off today and tomorrow. the marathon actually went by much faster than i was preparing myself for, which helps me make sense of the reality of how little i remember about the last six days. let's look back.

monday (night) - most of the day, monday, was spent looking forward to getting home from work and watching heroes. the episode was not great just because it spent all hour setting up about eight different storylines for the upcoming season, but it did a pretty good job of catching the viewer up with the primaries from last year and making sure we knew what they were up to. i've read that the season will be split up into two "volumes", and the weekly hours will be a little more focused. we'll see how that works. it won't matter. this show won me over last year, so unless it really starts to suck, i am in it for the season.

tuesday - a brutal day at work. there are days at the store where the chief focus is on store maintenance and the customers. and then there are days like tuesday. truck days. where i lift amounts of pet food and supplies that can be measured in tons (i am not kidding). these days leave little to be desired, and i was happy as a lark to get away and head home for a bit before my softball game. the game was fun. i killed the ball and went 5 for 5 on the night and drove home satisfied after our third straight win. when i got home, sarah and i found our first possible "hidden gem" of the new tv season in a show called reaper on the cw network. it's a black comedy about a 21 year-old guy whose soul was sold to the devil and satan, himself, shows up on the day that he's legally old enough to drink to collect his due. dude's job will be to capture escaped-from-hell souls and deliver them to portals around his hometown. the concept is funny enough to be interesting. and through one show, the devil is the most level-headed guy in the room (naturally). i am interested to see how many sermons i can find in each episode. that is, until the show is canned because no one watches the cw network.

wednesday - the eye of the work-hurricane that was tuesday and thursday, wednesday wasn't too bad. i came home and we took off for our first wednesday night church dinner in for-ev-er. it felt really weird to go have dinner at church and not sit at a table surrounded by youth and college-age. but it was fine. we skipped the program, because the folks in our sunday school class are bad influences. came home and watched bionic woman. dude. that show kicked ass. i want to be bionic. but i'd rather not have to suffer through losing limbs in a terrible carwreck. is there some sort of compromise?

thursday - sarah and i watched journeyman before i left for work. pretty cool. tommy from trainspotting didn't shoot any heroin, which is a drag, but the show was pretty good. we'll watch again next week. work sucked. truck (big truck) came really late and i let it stress me out more than i should have. came home and watched grey's anatomy with sarah and laughed a couple times. the show is about as whiny as it can be with humor tucked here and there. but there is a charm to it that makes me not mind watching.

friday - didn't eat all day and then had the best mexican dinner i've ever had in my life. got "the itis" (no one gets that unless you watch boondocks...oh well). then watched the highlight of the week. the office. oh. my. god. so funny. i am already halfway through my second viewing of the hour long premiere. i could waste your time and tell you every part that made me laugh out loud. i'll just hope that you watched it yourself and leave you with these three words. "support the rabid."

saturday - i must have been sleepwalking through yesterday, because for some reason, i have no idea what happened. i know alabama probably took care of business against a crappy florida st. team. and i am pretty sure that john parker wilson chose this week to play up to his limitless potential in front of a national tv audience. i know jesus and his florida teammates hosted auburn while i was at work. i hate that i missed it, but i am sure that jesus just added to his legend and set up the game of the year between undefeated lsu and undefeated florida. man, i love tebow. he can do no wrong. wait. what? what did you just say? auburn did what? don't fuck with me, man. don't. fuck. with me. brandon cox played how do you say? pretty good? wtf? alabama lost? dude, i am going to punch you in the face if you keep jerking my chain. john parker wilson throws like a girl??? well, shit, i knew that, but i figured that wouldn't matter against the most offensively challenged group of four-star recruits i've ever seen. jesus. h. christ.

update: yesterday sucked.

today - was scolded along with the rest of the congregation today for being apathetic towards signing up for the lunch next week hosted by the hispanic part of our congregation. granted, it was a pretty weak-ass scolding, but still. the way i look at it is that if you want to get some people upset enough to do something, you need to piss in their face. attack their manhood. don't sugarcoat it with words like "disappointed". if you would rather us have lunch with people we can't have a conversation with more than you would rather us get our ass in gear saving the daycare, just say it. we won't share a language, but if sharing "being human" is more important to the greater good than getting people fired up about a halloween carnival "for the community" that is not on halloween, just spit it out. lay it down, dude. "we are humc. next week, we eat here. today, you fucking sign up. if you do not, we will transfer your membership to clearbranch." and shit, dude, nobody wants that.

what's that? am i going to the lunch? i feel like i should, but that's probably because i was "charged" to like i was an eight year-old. we'll see.

etc. - kicked it with sarah, hannah and caroline.

te quiero, diary.