friday was eric’s birthday party – there was much bowling and merrymaking. the birthday boy passed out early but i think everyone had a good time that night (at eric’s anyway). saturday eric and i saw ‘the grudge’ which wasn’t as scary as ‘the ring’ but still totally creeped me out. the result? it took me twice as long to get ready this morning (and i skipped stuff) because i was terrified of the shower and of mirrors. and my own hair. that is the worst thing about all of these japanese horror remakes. they turn my own hair into a symbol of psychological terror the way the hockey mask is now a symbol of goofy terror.
the rest of saturday was spent in sort of a depressed stupor as i was feeling too blah to do much of anything else. eric decided he didn’t feel up to going to see the brian jonestown massacre either so we sort of sat around like globs of goo until going to sleep at like 10pm. sunday eric drove me to union station so i could catch the metra to aurora. i met my parents there and we ate and shopped a little at the ‘chicago premium outlets’ outlet mall. afterwards they drove me back to my apartment and set up my new bed frame. it has a middle support so my mattress doesn’t cave in at the middle. it is wonderful. after all of that excitement we went to noon o kebab for dinner with eric who had spent the day with his dad. for dessert i had what appeared to be a corrugated mini-loaf of fried dough that had been soaking in butter and honey for at least a week. it was delicious but afterwards i felt like i had been sucking on a honeycomb for hours. i will stick to baklava from now on.
after dinner my parents loaded up the old bedframe and my air conditioner into the car. my dad went to pick up my air conditioner but it slipped and he cut his thumb on the fins and dripped blood in a nice trail all the way to my front door. this comes on the heels of my mom telling me at lunch that my uncle cut part of his finger off in a bandsaw accident, jon slicing part of his thumb off with an exacto and eric stabbing his finger awhile back while separating frozen meat patties. all of this digital mutilation must’ve been preying on my subconscious mind because while i was cross stitching a few hours alter i stabbed my thumb pretty good with the needle. i managed not to bleed on my cross stitching. crisis averted!
now i’m sitting here operating on far too little sleep. i yawn about every 30 seconds. i feel sort of achy all over and i feel like i can’t walk right – it seems like i’m sort of flopping my legs around and somehow they manage to move me through space. maybe i’m getting the flu? i don’t know. a week and 2 days until eric and i leave for europe. a week and 1 day till eric’s last day of work and my first time voting. i didn’t vote 4 years ago because i was still registered at home and i didn’t quite understand that whole absentee thing. luckily illinois was already commited to the blue (the electoral college makes no sense). i feel like i’m starting to really ramble so i’ll stop while i’m ahead.