Well, that was an interesting night.

I had two hours of sleep, and when I say two hours of sleep I mean two hours of sleep--I went to bed at about 3.45a and I know I was awake until pretty close to 4.30a. Well, I woke up this morning and lay there for awhile, trying to go back to sleep, and when I finally looked at the clock it was 6.47a. 6.47a!!

My mind was working too hard. Omar supercharged me when we spoke on the phone about doing an art project together, and that's what I was thinking about going to sleep, different things that I want to do. Weirdly, though, what I woke up thinking about was the reading of Uncle Vanya that we're going to do, which we didn't talk about at all, but for some reason my mind was really intensely concentrating on it.

So I went to sleep thinking about Omar and woke up thinking about his last two exes, who will also be doing the Vanya reading. I am so not interested in dreaming about Omar's exes, I really cannot emphasize that strongly enough! My mind is turning into a very strange place to live.

Also, my lips are rubbed raw, which I don't get at all, because I'm sure I would remember making out with someone that hard, and the cats aren't running around looking startled, so I'm guessing that it's because of the heat.

Two hours of sleep. I'm guessing that I might be napping sometime today. Really soon, actually.

So yesterday was all about the sitting in front of the TV. I dig the sitting in front of the TV, man, I know that it makes me shallow, but frankly there isn't much that I prefer, even if it does make for dull reading for you guys.

I'm such a game show geeks. Tattletales was on yesterday, one of my favourite shows ever, (I actually was in the audience once when I was a kid, and no, I don't remember who the celebrity couples were), and it was really cool because it was a really early episode and the game was different! There was the pressing of buzzers and people trying to get their answers in first and so on rather than everyone answering every question!

I was really excited by that before I realized that it meant that I am a big doof.

I also watched Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex, which I haven't seen in years and forgot what a swell film it is.

I remembered some of it, of course, like the giant breast and the "what happens during ejaculation" bit with Woody in the sperm suit, but there were other bits that I had forgotten entirely, like the Italian movie sequence and Gene Wilder and the sheep and the wonderful "What's My Perversion" that just about put me away.

The reason that the movie works even though it's kind of sketchy is because of how well it's cast and how seriously everyone takes their roles, especially Jack Barry and John Carradine and Tony Randall.

As I said above, Omar called me on the phone last night twice, and we talked about our going back to Lancaster maybe next month. I'm pulling for going for my birthday, but he thinks that that might put too much pressure on the trip, and he isn't much into birthdays anyway.

He says that everyone should be nice to each other and give them presents all the years round, that every day should be special. I don't disagree, but I'm very Animal Farm in that yes, every day is special but some days are more special than others. And he doesn't need to make a fuss over birthdays, as I make enough fuss over them for both of us. For everybody on earth, actually.

If he doesn't want to go, I won't mind, as I both want to have a special birthday and spend time with him in Lancaster, they both don't have to be at the same time. But if we do go then, I'm totally having a party for myself at the Moroccan restaurant with the Philadelphia contingent. And hey, maybe I'll still have one even if we don't go on that particular weekend!

And happy birthday, Mom! It's her mumble mumble birthday and we're all very proud that she has managed to stagger to the remarkably advanced and elderly age of mumble mumble while yet remaining relatively continent! And with most of her faculties intact!

Today's horoscope:
What were you thinking? You're looking at the world from a perspective that would make you crazy if you had to do it every day. Rethink your attitude and you'll be pleased at what happens next.

One year ago today:
"Would you like to try a chai crème frappuccino?"
(me to Cameron) "What's chai?"
"It's a kind of spicy tea. But don't think of it as tea, think of it as just a beverage!"

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