Awesomely Modest

Posted by Jae on February 27th, 2007

Over the weekend we bought a sofa table to replace Danielle’s bureau as the thing to put our turtle tank on. It’s in our living room in the place of the two giant, ugly bookshelves we had, and looks awesome. It’s sturdy and has plenty of tic-tac-to-esque storage space for all the turtle stuff we have.

Today I discovered that Dirty thinks she is a plant. Why else would you eat Plant Food Tabs w/ Iron, right? At least, she was a plant, until she apparently discovered that Plant Food Tabs don’t taste very good. She tore all the packaging up, but only ate one of them.

Danielle wasn’t sure if they’d be bad for her, so I called the company that makes them to ask if there’s anything we could or should do to get it out of her system. Fortunately fresh water is all they suggested, and said with the rare exception of an allergic reaction, it shouldn’t affect her at all.

Posted by Jae on February 27th, 2007

I was laying on the couch to fall asleep, throwing a basketball around for some reason. It went rather far away from me and bounced for a good while ad I eventeuallly picked it up. I heard the woman downstairs yell that she was about to come knocking.

I was in a classroom for a peresntation during Kelly’s final period, watching a film on something. Danielle and I wanted to go to wendy’s at next break, and I went out in to the hlalway during the current one to tocck my shurt in. I looked into one of Birmingham’s classes and stepped in for a minute. My nose started running though, so I quickly ran out to get some tissue in the bathroom.

Posted by Jae on February 24th, 2007

It was raining out and I was at ssome warehouse near by where jfk was shot. I helped some guy make a big pushcart for people. don’t remember the rest.

Posted by Jae on February 23rd, 2007

I was taking some ort class and got there early for the first day. The professor was arguing with soemone that they are the teacher, not a friend as I walked in. I foud a seet with a big, fluffy painting on it adn asked if it was dry. It was, so I used it as a blanket.During clas, I sat next to brian, wo was playing with te lightswitch no his desk. The professor saw and asked him to please fix it aftr clas. He then looked at e and asked if I could please fix it for him.

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Posted by Jae on February 22nd, 2007

While Danielle has been doing overnight petsitting for about a week now, she’s been stopping home after work to pick up new clothes and eat dinner with me. Danielle made stirfry, and I did a ritualistic dance as I waited for the oven to preheat for some orange, creamy, Pillsbury rolls.

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Posted by Jae on February 20th, 2007

While I am awesome and went to IHOP tonight for dinner, Danielle made a quick bowl of pasta before heading off to her overnight petsitting.

The bowl was left on my desk, which to Dirty, is no different than prying her mouth open and stomping food down her throat.

Unfortunately, all that was in the bowl was essence of pasta. Essence doesn’t quite make for very good stomping, but Dirty does indeed still love essence flavour.

Posted by Jae on February 19th, 2007

I was just getting out of some class at FSC and on my way to lunch. I ended up sitting with some old friends at first, then moving to a different table to sit with TDanielle. After a few minutes I ended up in a hotel, waiting for thesuperbowl. The hotel room I wanted had a dead guy under the waterbed, so I got a different room. Eventually, I decided to give the dead guy nder the bed room a chance. Justin, Tom and I eeven offered to help try to remove the man. He was very large and the bed was difficult o disassemble. The hotel wrote notes that were to help us get everything done. Next to my name, where it said things that I’d be good at helping with, it said “Jaeson”.

After that, I wasm oving a bunch of small fish in containers. They kept dying and peter would occasionally shake the for me.

Posted by Jae on February 18th, 2007

I went to some class, or seminar type thing about coping with personality and body problems, like ocd and my tourettes. Not sure why I went, didn’t figure it could be bhelped. Maybe te find a way to make it a bit more subdued or tolerable. I made some friends while I was there. Some girlwith photographic momory and something else I don’t remember, some guy, and Moto, who put drinks into cups upsidedown. (more…)

Posted by Jae on February 15th, 2007

Because my cellphone is both old and used as my alarm clock, I drain the battery pretty damned quick. I keep a cellphone charger in my coat pocket with me all the time, so I can revive it in a pinch.

It snowed like an asshole yesterday. Since both Danielle and I got stuck several times in the driveway, I started shovelling and snowblowing. I got about halfway done before the downstairs tenant got home and took over what is actually his job, seeming more annoyed than thankful that I helped.

My phone was pretty much dead this morning, so I went to grab the trusty charger, plugged it in and…nothing.

WTF, mate?

After a bit of inspection, I noticed a tiny bit of water by the connector. You fucking snow, if I ever catch you with my sister again!

I did a bit of tinkering and then figured I’d go for broke, and cracked the charger open. There wasn’t much water inside, and the bulk of it was on the case. I didn’t see or smell any of the mysterious blue smoke that makes electronics work, so it had to be something else. I eventually located the main issue to be a bit of water underneath the tape on the step-down transformer.

I shoved a little corner of paper in and shook it around to absorb the water, pieced the charger back together.

Voilà! Charger!

Posted by Jae on February 15th, 2007

Last night, Danielle and I had a nice candlelit ‘toss it in the oven’ 4 course take-away dinner from a nearby Italian restaurant.

My main meal was Eggplant Parmesan and Danielle had Fillet of Sole with a lobster sauce.  It was a ton of food, and we didn’t come anywhere near finishing.
Enter this morning.

With me still in bed and Danielle in the bathroom brushing her teeth, Dirty apparently forgot that we hadn’t left yet.  Our furry little opportunistic bitch helped herself to the leftover lobster sauce.  I remember hearing Danielle yell at her as she licked sauce off the carpet, only finding out what actually happened right before she left for work.