July 21, 2005

• It’s Thursday.
  SuSu is online.
  Ha!

  I didn’t sleep much last night, was awake until 4 AM.  When I said
  something (from my corner where I was trying futilely to read myself to
  sleep with a page-turner –not such a good idea) about my unusually
  late wakefulness, to Doug who was here at the computer, his response
  struck me as impatient bordering on resentful, as if he was waiting for
  me to go to sleep.  The evidence of a few pubic hairs on the
  keyboard this morning suggests that he was waiting for me to go to
  sleep so he could get into (really get INTO) some hentai tentacle
  stuff.  So kinky, my kid.  The other day as I worked in the
  kitchen some kids in his fanfic chat were discussing the obvious
  absence of gay relationships in Harry Potter books.  Doug said in
  an aside to me that some of them had written gay scenes involving Harry
  and Draco Malfoy.  I gave a twisted grin and said I just couldn’t
  see those two getting together, but could see Harry with
  Dumbledore.  I guessed from the rapid clicking of the keyboard
  that he was passing along my comment to the room.  Then he laughed
  and said that someone posted, “Now we see where you get some of
  it.”  Yeah the kinky apple doesn’t fall far from the twisted tree.

  I will be headed down the valley in a while, after I’ve showered and
  got the stuff I’m spozed to take to town together.  There’s a big
  yogurt tub full of beans and ham hocks and half a dozen cornbread
  mega-muffins for Greyfox (a microwave is his only way to cook in that
  tiny cabin, and he appreciates a break from frozen dinners and
  lunchmeat sandwiches sometimes), plus glue and shampoo and one straight
  pin I stuck in his mail so it won’t get lost — he needs it to repair
  some bit of defective merchandise.  He just phoned and left an
  “urgent” message on the internet answering machine.  His cell was
  breaking up badly, but I’m pretty sure after a couple of rehearings of
  the
  message that he’s asking for a roll of toilet paper, “for
  nosewipe.”  I could take him a box of Kleenex, but he asked for
  tubular tissue, so TP is what he’ll get.  He’ll also get a haircut
  if circumstances and weather conditions permit.  I trimmed his
  beard a couple of weeks ago, but it was too windy for a decent haircut.

  I will be stopping at the post office in Willow on my way to Wasilla.  There was a pickup notice
  in the box yesterday.  It could be some knives Greyfox ordered (ArmsMerchant isn’t just an online nic, it’s his business) or the package LuckyStars
  told me to be watching for, or it might be the new Harry Potter book
  from Amazon.  I love surprises, I just don’t enjoy suspense. 
  I wanna know what it is, and I have to wait until I get there to find
  out.  *sigh*

  I also need to stop at the library.  I have books and a DVD to
  return.  I wonder if I’ll be tempted to sit down at one of their
  computers for an hour?  I can see myself now in my mind’s eye,
  strolling past the little clutch of computers, casting a scornful
  glance their way (my new system is certainly superior, and I can use it
  without interruption whenever Doug is asleep), maybe blowing a quiet
  little library raspberry. *pbttt*
  

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