Day: September 1, 2008

I left work early, onna counta suffering from drug-induced brain deadedness. Anyway, one of my upstairs neighbors was leaving with his Lab puppy (who, by the way, is not looking so very puppyish anymore) as I was coming in. We did the “HowareyouI’mfinehowareyou” routine, and he said that he was having a crappy day, because he was off work and BORED. Bored?! WTF is that?! I think I was bored once, in 1975[1].

He said that he works so much that when he has a day off, he doesn’t know what to do with himself. Dude, get a hobby! Or learn to appreciate the fine art of ass-sitting[2].

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1. My mom’s cure for bored children was to put them to work, so I quickly learned that being bored would never, ever be to my benefit.
2. I ran into a high school classmate a couple of years after graduation. After catching up for a few minutes, he commented that one thing he missed about being a teenager was not having sufficient time to sit on his ass and do nothing. Amen, Pedro.

I sent a package via USPS Priority Mail on August 22nd. Priority packages are supposed to be delivered in two days. And because I also got delivery confirmation for the package, I know that it has not yet–ten days out–been delivered.

We are not amused.

Also unamusing is having a big ol’ allergy attack from eating raw green peppers. I used to get them all the time from pretty much all raw fruits and veggies, but haven’t had a problem the last few years. Aside from hives and asthma, I’m pretty sure I coughed up a lung, and my voice is gone. But those are just minor details. I live on raw green peppers! What the hell am I going to bring for a crunchy snack tomorrow?! If I’m reacting (again dammit!) to green peppers, then celery is out. So are apples. Carrots might be okay. Edamame? (Not so crunchy, but green, at least.) Cucumbers? Grrr!

If anyone needs me, I’ll be in Benadryl-induced coma.