Misleading title. I’m unpacking because we drove to the Madison airport to find my flight cancelled, and no alternatives offered for two days.
Thankfully, M graciously agreed to take care of El Gatto Supremo until then. It also gives me a day to get all my thinky-work out of the way: Sketches, decisions, ideas, whatever. And, I can do a little more work on my nice new Learning Japanese book, which is incredibly difficult right up front (woo!).
I spent some time tonight scuffing it, bending the cover, and doodling all over the back.
DOUG: “Look! I learned Japanese!”
DAD: “It looks like it. I mean, that book sure looks like you’ve been studying a lot.”
DOUG: “It does, doesn’t it?”
It should be noted that Dad was sitting there the entire time I was messing up the book.
Things done this break:
- Visited House On The Rock (whole entry to come about this) (well, maybe not)
- Played three games of Spades
- With Dora as my partner, absolutely flattened our parents in 200-500 and 100-500 victories. Seriously, guys, you have to watch your partner
- Played three games of Oh Heck, which is new and annoys me. I am very bad at it
- There was also Rummy-O and Fantan, which I won at
- Sweet
- Ate a huge amount of springerlies
- Drank maybe three of Dad’s Sam Adams
- Read two books
- Listened to tons of new music
- Went to bed way too early
- Saw Mom’s old college area
- Hung out with adorable cousins
- Lamented that, in Wisconsin, the spikey-haired, pierced-cartilage girls of my miniature crush pool are confined to the checkouts at Wal-Mart, having no sketchy coffee shops or hyper-corporate bookstores to inhabit. Come to Virginia, spikeys, where you will be accepted and commonplace, but still write in your LJs about how alienated and misunderstood you are!
- Had my laptop magically begin working again
- But couldn’t find my wireless card
- Watched some Lost
- Failed to explain any aspect of the show to my parents
- “So, what is she doing? Did she used to be a cop?”
- ME: “I guess so.”
- “But, she was demoted? What for?”
- ME: “I have no idea. That’s the whole point of this show: Having information mercilessly withheld from you.”
- Wore my rocking new Threadless shirts
- And my huge, noticeable, embarrassing Russian naval coat
- Felt like the Worst Boy On Earth for bowing out of Christmas with the parents
- Secured a CAT PLAYDATE
- Didn’t swear
See you on Tuesday, Virginia!


Played three games of Spades
Y’ever played Fucking John Tesh? Nothing fornicatual. It’s as though John Tesh is letting you know who he is: “I’m Fuckin’ John Tesh.” It’s a card game. Swear.
OH MAN. COME HOME.
Eb: I HAVE NOT
Jenn: Well, ok.