Day Five - Part II

I disappointed the Jack last night and instead of staying home and watching the second part of the premiere, assisted my cousin with her children instead. They are the only kids I watch anymore because at my age, I am past the babysitting prime. To everyone else I am retired, unless there is an excruciating circumstance, and then I will do it only because I am such a nice person. Here are some highlights and lowlights from my evening:

-lost an incomplete game of Monopoly, Star Wars style to my nine-year-old second cousin. It is a comfort knowing that even children have the capability to win that game when they play against me.
-I didn't even get to see Em. She is sick and was sleeping by the time I got there, and managed to stay asleep the entire time. She'll be more disappointed than I, especially when she learns she slept through my entire visit.
-I discovered I may in fact be allergic to rabbits. No Bugs, Babs, or Buster for me. If I ever go to the WB lot, I will join Elmer Fudd for a wittle wabbit hunting.
-Watching award shows has always been a guilty pleasure of mine. Watching it with my cousin and her husband while they were in an intoxicated mindset was even more fun. Although I only saw the last hour of the show, I saw all my favorite actors and saw all the good awards. WOOT! GO LOST.
-I had the hatch song from LOST in my head ever since I heard it on the radio Sunday night. It was so violently stuck in my head last night that I could not sleep. As soon as I awoke this morning, I downloaded it. To my delight, I even found it on myspace. To my disappointment, it is only available for downloading, not adding. Blasted kids with no respect for oldies. It's such a happy song too, I could pass my "angsty" days again. Ah well.
-In my altered sneezing state last night, I have a new-found appreciation for the Seven Dwarfs.
-Allergies suck, giving me all the more reason why I am going to move to the Mediterranean. I may be dead when by the time I go there, but I will. I will also learn to spell it without the help of Noah Webster. Until that day comes, I am sure this will only be a very persistent dream.
-I am not teaching, again, because this week is finals. I am afraid that my assignments will be few and far between this week, giving me plenty of time to do nothing. Joyous occasion for us all.


Even though I typed a lot, it really wasn't all that exciting. I would have loved to stay home and watch Bauer kick some ass at the Ontario airport. Thank goodness for friends with tivo, and back up plans for back up plans.