Well, yeah, sort of. (Hey, torture and story...Sims by Dennis Lehane.) If the confession couldn't be obtained in eight hours a lawyer could come and shake his finger at you or something.

torture and story...Sims by Dennis Lehane

I've had a beer with Dennis Lehane, and shudder to think at what he'd do with Sims. Nice guy, but a definite wild streak.

Chess is one of those games that I feel I should be really good at (since I've uber-left-brained, and learned to play almost before I could read), but I think I'm just too impatient. (Likewise, I kick ass at Hearts, but could never muster the intellectual energy needed for bridge. Too much counting!)

The apartment is about halfway unpacked. What's left is mostly due to a lack of furniture -- we need a kitchen table, a dresser, a desk for DH's office. We also need to put together the DVD rack and the shelf unit for the bathroom.

I had an unusual experience yesterday returning the U-Haul. They charge $2.00/gallon plus a $20 refilling charge for any gas you don't replace. Since the gas station nearby was charging $2.10, and I was completely fucking exhausted, I figured I'd just eat the $20 charge and let them fill it up. But when the outside guy was checking for scratches and gas usage, he turns to me and says, "If you give me $10 right now, I'll write off your gas." I was kind of thrown, but I said no thanks, I'll pay inside. And he kept pressing it, re-phrasing as if I didn't understand that he was asking for a bribe, rather than that I was simply refusing to give him one. And eventually he stopped and said, "So what, are you a Christian?"

And it surprised me not so much because of the assumption that Christians have a monopoly on ethics, which is irritatingly common, but because of his disappointment that it was so, and damn his bad luck for encountering one of them. In America, of all places! A new twist on an old prejudice. When I stopped mentally cracking up, I said, "No, just ethical," and stared at him until he gave me my receipt. Very odd.

And now I'm off to the old apartment to help DH finish cleaning it up so we can get some of our security deposit back.

His murders are the sickest ever, Lilty. I go back and forth as far as Talent or Pathology on that. IME, he writes the highest body counts on the East Coast.

Likewise, I kick ass at Hearts, but could never muster the intellectual energy needed for bridge. Too much counting!

I love bridge. I feel like I should be wearing a lovely hat and gloves when I play, but I do love it. I'm just an old lady in a young person's body, I guess.

No, just ethical

But, Jess, that just has to mean that you're Christian, right?? What a strange thing!!

I don't know if you've had the chance to hear him read, erika, but if you ever do, I'd jump at it- he read a fantastic short piece the night I met him, and he's simply electric. It was the most gripping reading I've ever attended.

Also, he likes his drink.

Chess is one of those games that I feel I should be really good at (since I've uber-left-brained, and learned to play almost before I could read), but I think I'm just too impatient.

This is me. I've never been very good at thinking 3 moves ahead, and so chess takes too much concentration for me.

Heh. Does anyone remember Archon or Archon II? A chess game wherein you had to battle for each piece capture. It looks like the game was only for Amigas, but it was so much fun. [link] I'm really regretting donating my old Amiga now.

Nope, never, but I'm not surprised. What I am surprised about after reading that stuff is that I still want to visit Boston and do not think of it as the Scariest Place In New England, but, come on, after the Baltimore thing? It can only enhance my image of the place. There could be things wrong with me.

Crap. I don't remember some of my medidation dosages. I know there's a book that has pictures of pills and what they are and what dosage - is there anything like that online?

I suppose I could call my pharmacy. I could call my shrink too, but I can't be sure he'd get back to me today.

Too funny, Jessica.

I can sort of play chess, but I have no end game. ANd I don't know a bunh of opening gambit's and defenses. I can do those puzzles in the paper (the "Mate in two moves" from the shown position ones), maybe I should stop at that claim. DH is pretty good (and can clean my clock, easily) but loses to computer games.

$50 is $50, Cindy. It all adds up. Which is bad when it's leaving you, but nice when yo get to keep it.

We did a surprise mini-ultrasound at the doctor just now and I got to see my little embryo wiggling around. I'm so excited.