I love dozing in front of tennis. The squeaks and the calls are like a lullaby. Some strange version of "You're safe now. Close your eyes."
Golf (no idea, I neither play it nor like it) and racing are like that for me. The racing I understand because Formula One races start at ten to five in the morning and I used to hear my vcr click on so I would pretend to start to watch it while really just going right back to sleep with the zooming. And I spent a lot of time at the track. Sometimes you just want a nap.
Bother. I have made a nice dinner for myself. Opened nice wine. And am potentially too nauseated to eat. Which? I bought more ginger juice today but I was hoping it would become something fun to use and no longer be medicinal. Grrr. Want my dinner.
11:00ish work for you? my place or yours or neutral ground?
I was TiVoing it, but we had to stop the recording, because we want to catch BSG at 10, and Scott is watching the football game.
Our PBS station replays MT in the wee hours, so I record then.
Ugh. Game's too close. It's painful.
I can't watch. I don't care all that much about the Pats, but if I watch the game, I still pick up the tension. I'm tense just listening to Scott watch.
Time to turn up Etta James', "At Last."
I can't watch. I don't care all that much about the Pats, but if I watch the game, I still pick up the tension.
Yeah, I thought I would flip over to it, but I think this might be me.
It's a lot easier to watch a football game when you don't care about the outcome.
It's a Ventasonic, tiggy. Gives a very fine mist, and makes no noise except for the odd water burble. Has settings for humidity, power/spray (dunno), and for warming the mist.
Okay, somewhere here (I swear) I saw a picture of a kitten that looked all snarly and "I'ma cut you, bitch" but I have no idea how it was described and my foray into threadsucking turned up nothing.
I know, I know, I'm searching for kitten pictures. But it's not for me, honest.
Jesse, if it helps, the last I heard from the other room (as I was reading your comment) was, "No, No, NO! NOOOOOOOO!"
Now I'm hearing, "Get 'im. Get 'im. Oh, you sonnofabitch."
Now nothing.
Now Etta.
And that post took too long to compose. Filled the humidifier in the middle.
11:00ish work for you? my place or yours or neutral ground?
Are you travelling at all in this direction tomorrow, or are we both sitting near home? If you're getting anywhere near here, I could drive and meet you. If not, I can come over the hill.
I can't watch. I don't care all that much about the Pats, but if I watch the game, I still pick up the tension.
I'm watching from the hall. The last near-fumble nearly caused DH to burst a blood vessel.
