I need one of
those interlock things attached to my computer because
.......it's for
Halloween.*
How such things
went out of fashion I'll never know. Yes I realize they are somewhat
complicated to assemble and a bit suffocating and bodily movement is very limited while wearing
it, BUT IT'S SO PURRTY.
I dropped my
upright bass on my foot this week.
Owning that
instrument is fraught with dangers. Just moving it from one room to another
poses significant risks to my physical health.
One time I had a
dream that I could fly around on it, like a witch's broom.
#goals
My Day of
Oldering** fast approaches, and already Mumsy and Lil Sis are stressing me out
by trying to make a fuss.
I hate fuss.
Every year is exactly the same--I insist I want no fuss, no party, nothing
extravagant whatsoever, maybe just dinner out somewhere quiet and inexpensive
and that's it.
So far, TWO
dinners out are planned (one at an absurdly expensive steak house), and Mummers
has been calling and texting non-stop demanding I send her a wish list for
presents.
I don't want to
seem ungrateful. Quite the opposite. I am very grateful that I'm getting two
nice dinners and that I have a mother who wants to get me lots of presents. But
I hate that she's spending so much money. I feel guilty.
So instead I
tried to come up with a few things that I actually need, like these super sweet
boots:
(I need another
pair of boots to wear to work.)
and a used
laptop with Windows (I need a computer with Windows*** to do freelancing
transcription work to make some extra $$).
Mumsy responded
to this with, "FINE I'll just give you money then!"
Righto.
Adventure to
Weyerbacher should be [hopefully] happening this weekend. I am super excited.
*I shall use
Halloween as an excuse to wear it out in public. I really just love period
costumes and will probably keep buying more until the day I die.
**I stole that
word from Tempest.
***I would never
normally endorse the use of Microsoft Windows.




