LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn

mr. neurotic had a big gathering at his house on saturday. that man keeps his house at a MAX of 63, usually 61. it was painful. bateman and i had to keep our hats on. he kept insisting we were nuts and it was hot. bateman and i spent the evening with our faces pressed against the fireplace screen. well, when we weren�t avoiding babies that is. 3 babies at this gathering and one hugely pregnant woman. i�m just so disquited by it. one of the kids got kicked in the head though (accidentally, of course) and goddamnit, i almost died. she got kicked SQUARE in the forehead, a good hard thunk, and then, instead of the crying i was sure would ensue, she pulled a peter griffin! she just put her hand on her head and did that sucking hiss over her teeth that adults do when they stub a toe followed up by an �ahhhh.� a whole series of �cccssssshhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhh� walk two steps �ccccssssshhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh� this went on for almost a full minute and bateman and i were DYING. it was too funny. hours later, at home, we were STILL laughing.
when we got back into the car bateman tells me how much he loves our life and asks me what is wrong with those people. i say, you know, i just do not know. i say, while i�d love a little more money, and a little less sick, there isn�t anything i would change about us at all. bateman decides that we�re going to have to start making younger friends, because all of the ones our age are doing creepy shit like breeding, marrying, and wearing turtle necks. gah.

LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn

the garage is coming along so well. tonight i think we get to throw the blood sponges against the wall. we�re trying to go with a leatherface�s workshop theme out there and it�s really coming along nicely. i think we�re putting up some shelves after that and then i should be able to try to get the rest of my toys out of my house. bateman and i have agreed to box up a lot of out not amazingly cool toys (just regularly cool ones) and store them in the attic for now. sadly, only limited edition tokyo type things are really going to get the run of things. and maybe the tortured souls and the carnival? i�d really like the put them up by the loft, but i think fred will end up destroying them, unless we somehow glue them down.

LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn

pfft. our tennant�s radiator is screaming really bad for the past few days. we�re going to have to get that done, asap. i wish the phone numbers would port. we could be making a lot more money if that would just happen already. i think we�re holding out for the whole big switchover shebang. that�s 2 new heaters and new copper lines etc. etc. everything with a house is so complex, but it�s kind of rad. everyone keeps saying we�ll move in 5 years. they�re all insane. the cop tells us �it�s been 5 years in my house and all i want is an office. but i have the kids now, and i�m still in the basement.� well, how sad for you. but we�re adding a mostly glass second story on our house in about 5 years that will have views of the ocean, a creepy library and a bad ass master bedroom suite. so you guys can move every couple of years, but bateman and i are insanely happy here.

LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn

i just got an im from my nurse that the insurance company wants me to wait two more weeks for my medicine. that means i�ll be on 7 weeks. 4 weeks late. FOUR WEEKS LATE. motherfucking oxford bastards. now there�s going to be phone yelling. i�m so angry but that won�t keep me from getting sick. and today i�m going to tanger so i can mingle with idiot�s germs. smaaaat, braaaains.

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