June 16th, 2009
Was woken by the fire alarm but stayed in bed anyway; what has a master to fear from fire? It ended after ten minutes and I stayed in bed for another half hour to demonstrate my defiance of its demands, though I didn’t fall back asleep.
Today I am picking up my husband at the airport. It is unclear if he has fully appreciated the change in me. He expects a clean house and dinner on the table; in fact he is getting a pigsty and a beer, as well as a dark altar with a goat roped to it.
Other things:
1. Am beginning to work on secret master language to fool the peons.
2. jBrydle knows too much and needs to be gotten rid of.
3. We are out of chocolate soymilk.
If only you’d thought of 2. before you went to all the trouble of procuring a goat.
I don’t know what’s going on, but I like it.
Oh! Slapping myself in the forehead over here!
Although, in retrospect, your husband coming home to find another man roped to anything in your apartment might be much more difficult to explain than the goat.
True. I could say we were doing acupuncture! …and you know what kind of acupuncture I’m thinking of.
I like the goat, but you should rope it to a barbecue instead.
I’m not so sure I like this any more. What do I know? I know nothing!
Don’t worry. Everything will be fine. Just be here by five. And… maybe tell your family you are just going to the movies?
The funny thing is that I’m not exactly sure whether jbrydle is more concerned about the rope or the acupuncture.
He should be most concerned about the dark altar. I understand they are generally for sacrificing on?