Masterminx

It's time for the obligatory list of loot. I figured I'd just get this out of the way for posterity. I imagine there's some good old me rambling, after the list.

What I/We got
clip-on headphones for home use
Dresden Dolls CD (I am enjoying these, right now, thoroughly)
the first 100 Strongbad emails on DVD
Homestar Runner.com bumper stickers and keychain
Books by Daniel Quinn: Ishmael to replace the copy that I borrowed from Mr. Grimm and never returned, and then lent to CB and never got back; My Ishmael; and The Story of B
Beckett the film, with Peter O'Toole, on VHS
Plymptoons DVD
Laser-cut crystal paperweight, Nightmare Before Christmas. It's shaped like a coffin and has a laser formed image of Jack inside. This is to replace the crystal I have on the base now with the less appropriate image of a little butterfly fairy girl in it. hur-hur.
A plush conjoined twin armless Alex Pardee Bunnywith bunny. It's twisted enough for me.
A fairly sizeable collection of tin signs, a tin victorian outdoor thermometer and a painted wooden sign[--]all in Coca-Cola branding. Yes, I collect Coca-Cola stuff, even though I never drink it. Try to figure me out, I dare you.
A deep fryer. This came with the note: "It seemed like a good idea at the time." Poor Wes. My decision to diet put a crimp in his big gift.
The Fact or Crap page-a-day calendar. (Cool!)
Carved desert ironwood box with a seal ona rock carved on it. Though, I can't locate it right now. :(
The 'us' gifts:
Cuisinart burr mill from Wes's sister
Mr. Coffee burr mill from Wes's little big brother
Fancy-schmancy Cuisinart coffee maker from Wes's LBB
(Mystery gift from sister, still in shipping--let's guess what that is)
Kitchend Aid red cookware set, very sweet, from LBB
Cutting board and knife set from Wes's grandfather
We picked up a couple of clocks, in there
$50 from my parents
$50 from my grandmother
$50 Amazon certificate from Fife

Ok, I think that's about it. I have a few items to pick up from Amazon, but I guess Fife covered that for me. I didn't get the Muse CD I was after, nor did I get my copy of the Live set.

Hmm. Copy. Gee, maybe I should remind my friend to make me a copy of that little gem? Eh? *Stares pleadingly.*

I'm such a greedy pig.

Which brings me to yesterday...ugh. I tell myself that I am not going to eat like a lunatic, but I always do. One must consider the benefit of having a mouthful of food when you are in a room full of people that you having nothing to say to. Oh, sorry, grandfather, I can't talk. Food in my mouth!

I am almost ashamed to admit that I kept stuffing coldcuts in my mouth, and then stepping outside and pulling them out of my mouth and feeding them to the dog. Hey, the dog was grateful. Wes's BBB (Big Big Brother) has an adorable dog, and an equally lovely black cat. I got to have some surrogate pet time, as the party wound down. The cat does this cute little thing, where it creeps up your chest and head-butts you square between the eyes, when it likes you. I felt so special. heh.

Despite the dog's assistance, I ate way too much. I lept at the opportunity[--]much to my niece's amusement[--]to down a rummy orange cream drink. Brain freeze meant little to me as I was standing outside with a cigarette and a glass full of frozen booze and no jacket. I only had one...and about half of the one Wes had. Just a little ice-breaker.

It was just what I needed to make me smile at, rather than spit at, LBB when he started sassing me. I was on my hands and knees on the floor, picking up bits of shredded paper and styrofoam on the floor after the gift explosion. He said, "Well, it's about time you learn. Good girl. Oh, except you still have your shoes on, woman."

Heh. Heh-heh. Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh. The afterthought was that I should have poisoned some of the food we gave him. Randomly.

Just kidding.

At about 1:30 AM, I polished off a ludicrous chunk of pumpkin pie with heavy whipped cream before the exhaustion could save me from myself. I feel it this morning, too. All of it. I woke up feeling like total shit, and all the cheese and whipped cream from yesterday had me feeling like I had a head cold.

Better to ask forgiveness than permission, right? bleh.
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