11 November 2007

shower-free sunday

i didn't accomplish much today, but i guess there was not much to accomplish. i did start the rake leaves this afternoon - unfortunately i only had three leave bags leftover from last fall, but the maple tree is still full of leaves so i'll have to have another go at it no matter what.

other than that the only highlight of the day was chatting with peter. my phone rang four or five times without no one answering on the other end.. i figured it was him calling from his pocket or someone stalking me. turned out to be peter having difficulty with spanish computers or some business. glad to hear he was out partying until 4 a.m. in barcelona while i was watching reality tv and passing out on the couch at 11. at least our behavior has been consistent.. and i don't want him to feel like he is missing anything over here.. i am obviously doing an excellent job of this.

before passing out last night i took a trip to the downtown liquor store to pick up a beverage. while i was waiting to pay, a very large teenage boy was also making a purchase and discussing the importance of having a wallet chain [which he did not have]. although i did not stick around long enough to hear
the conclusion of this conversation, i assumed the point was: a wallet chain keeps you from being pick-pocketed. so, when he pulled out a wrinkled $50 bill in front of about 3 hobos [in this case, hobo refers to the many middle aged men and women who frequent this liquor store to purchase mini bottles and liquor or 22s and then ride their bikes into the street with no regard to oncoming traffic], i was a bit confused. after he was turned down, he asked if they had any $100 bills.. at this point i began to wonder if he wanted to be robbed. i was also curious as to what a lazy looking, sloppily dressed teenage boy was doing with at least $100 in his chain-less wallet. i should have mugged him just to teach him a lesson.

situations like these are what make me feel old.. and broke. i want a wrinkled $50 in my wallet, geez.


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