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dragonlady7I had a deep thought but I forgot it.
Today Z used the car. He wanted to run errands. He sounded very grim and annoyed about having to run errands, as if he resented me for not having run errands on my days off, perhaps-- not that he said so, but I assumed so, given that I surely would be annoyed were our roles reversed-- but on none of my days off yesterday did I have the car, and the only errands I was aware of were two I was planning on doing yesterday on my bike, but I just didn't feel well and so I did all the dishes and cleaned the house instead, so I was feeling rather annoyed when Z was grumpy about wanting the car.
But he picked me up after work and we zipped at high speeds over to Niawanda Park to go to Old Man River's, because it is Spring and they're now open for the season.
And it was lovely, and far too cold but we sat outside and shivered and ate anyway, and then we went down to the neighboring Mississippi Mudd's for ice cream, and we walked down by the water as the last colors of sunset faded from the sky, and it was lovely.
And then we came home and I noticed that Z had bought $100 worth of bricks, 144 bricks in total, and had piled them in a neat, perfect cube on the front walk, and he is now plotting how to put a question mark on the side and a red flower on the top, thereby ensuring that we will have the sort of lawn art that only twentysomethings will understand.
Also we are planning on building a path and 100 bricks are probably a good start.
Today Z used the car. He wanted to run errands. He sounded very grim and annoyed about having to run errands, as if he resented me for not having run errands on my days off, perhaps-- not that he said so, but I assumed so, given that I surely would be annoyed were our roles reversed-- but on none of my days off yesterday did I have the car, and the only errands I was aware of were two I was planning on doing yesterday on my bike, but I just didn't feel well and so I did all the dishes and cleaned the house instead, so I was feeling rather annoyed when Z was grumpy about wanting the car.
But he picked me up after work and we zipped at high speeds over to Niawanda Park to go to Old Man River's, because it is Spring and they're now open for the season.
And it was lovely, and far too cold but we sat outside and shivered and ate anyway, and then we went down to the neighboring Mississippi Mudd's for ice cream, and we walked down by the water as the last colors of sunset faded from the sky, and it was lovely.
And then we came home and I noticed that Z had bought $100 worth of bricks, 144 bricks in total, and had piled them in a neat, perfect cube on the front walk, and he is now plotting how to put a question mark on the side and a red flower on the top, thereby ensuring that we will have the sort of lawn art that only twentysomethings will understand.
Also we are planning on building a path and 100 bricks are probably a good start.
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Date: 2006-04-30 04:32 am (UTC)Hey! Ageist! I make weird art and I'm early thirties.
He sounded very grim and annoyed about having to run errands, as if he resented me for not having run errands on my days off, perhaps-- not that he said so, but I assumed so, given that I surely would be annoyed were our roles reversed
I know it's hard, but not assuming stuff like that is The Path To Happiness. At least that's what my Glorfindel says.
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Date: 2006-04-30 04:47 am (UTC)(Er, I think you inadvertently just proved my point. Unless I'm misunderstanding your misunderstanding.)
Weird art referring specifically to a video game (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Super_Mario_Bros.) that debuted when people precisely my age were exactly at the right age to play it, and has since become iconographically enshrined in our cultural consciousnesses in such a way that most of us immediately understand references to it, while older (and younger) people consistently (and sometimes catastrophically) fail to recognize (http://www.qwantz.com/posterchild/) the references?
not assuming stuff
No, I know you're right. And in the end he was rather pleased to have had the car, and I am suspicious that he was just being grumpy to throw me off the track of his exciting plans for the day, as I am sad that I did not get to participate in them. (His nose was sunburnt and he was very coy about saying what he'd done outside all day.) Which is why I am glad I did not call bullshit on his resenting having to run errands.
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Date: 2006-04-30 04:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-30 06:18 pm (UTC)Trevor doesn't either.
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Date: 2006-04-30 06:31 pm (UTC)I loved one of the comments on the story of the town where they thought the boxes were bombs, something like, "Boxes with question marks on them are only suspicious if you're in Gotham and the Riddler is on the loose."