Okay, it's time for my Friday night movies, but this time not at the lake. Tonight it's the original 'Planet of the Apes' followed by 'Beneath the Planet of the Apes'. That's if I can stay awake.
They had a mass at my aunt's funeral back in April, and the priest that said the mass did an incantation for the whole service. It was weird. All I could think of was in 'Beneath the Planet of the Apes' when they had a mass honouring the Bomb as their God. I really shouldn't think things like that when I'm at funerals but I couldn't help it.
Also, it's a long weekend.
They had a mass at my aunt's funeral back in April, and the priest that said the mass did an incantation for the whole service. It was weird. All I could think of was in 'Beneath the Planet of the Apes' when they had a mass honouring the Bomb as their God. I really shouldn't think things like that when I'm at funerals but I couldn't help it.
Also, it's a long weekend.
Yes, it's ass cold here. SO cold I actually purchased my first pair of flannel jammies ever while I was at the mall this morning after work. It wasn't until I got home that I realized the pattern on them was of cats! I just grabbed my size and favourite colour and hiked it out of there. So, I got mine back. I shalt not make funneth of yon Winnipegians again.
The cats, well, sometimes. It's a vindictive thing. Merlyn was actually quite ill this past summer, and he nearly didn't make it. He would vomit up to eight or nine times a day, but a lot of that was the fact he was sick, and also because my former roommate used to kick the crap out of him when I wasn't home. (It's a long story) Now, with Stumbleine he is happier than a clam, and rarely gets sick unless he eats human food. EXCEPT for when I work on the weekends, b/c then Stumbleine is gone as well back home with her boyfriend. Sigh. It's a total "screw you mom, i'll show you what happens when you leave me all alone here all night." heh. Loki retaliates by destroying the kleenex or bathroom tissue, and they all run in circles and cause a general nuisance when I walk in the door. Knock books, and stuff off of tables. This morning my hand blender was on the floor from it't case on top of the fridge. Ya. I'm used to it. Little assbags.
Anyway, I'm babbling now, I talk a lot when I'm tired. Many apologies. Have a great Thanksgiving with your family. Pie and ice cram sounds yummy. I am jealous, but I shalt not poke fun in retaliation. I'l just.....make mashed potatoes and smile while I eat them. Have a safe drive.
[Edited on Oct 08, 2005 10:41AM]