Did many v. exciting things yesterday evening. Like, changing bed linens and cringing through yet another episode of horrid So-You-Want-to-Marry-a-Guy-Who's-Not-Really-a-Millionaire reality program. Had to keep leaving the room on invented errands as cannot make self sit still through Ridiculous-Tramp-Number-One "making it easy" for the non-millionaire to get some. And what did that buy the poor fool? Elimination. Take that, Ridiculous-Tramp-Number-One!
As testament to inability to perform basic home maintenance, am once again out of heating oil. Can legitimately blame said lack of warmth on horrid cold spell. Because, really, did not expect to use 150 gallons in sixteen days. At least cold spell has eased and need only resort to wooly socks and sweaters until can afford to refill the tank.
Had email from J first thing, asking to hang out, perhaps just watch some television. Had to inform him that as is Tuesday night, will be required to watch So-You-Want-Simon-to-Make-You-Cry-While-the-World-Watches trashy reality program. Surprisingly, suggested programming was acceptable (though am certain will have to throw in at least two hours of violent/potty humor related entertainment.)
J: I just like spending time with you.
H: (Pinching self) What? Ruby slipper check. Nope. Am in reality. Awwww...
In last few days, have been struck several times by sudden bursts of J sincerity. Have been flattered, amused and baffled. Have even been shocked into silence as result.
J: I really don't know what in the world I would ever do without you. You have become the closest friend I have ever had.
H: (Shocked silence)
Perhaps J is feeling somewhat panicked that yours truly will follow through with notion (threat?) that if do indeed lose monkey job, will follow aspirations to BigCity. After discussion along those lines, J went into premature withdrawals. Perhaps has not recovered.
J: It makes me sad just thinking that you might leave. I'll miss the hell out of you if you go.
H: So step it up, you big fuckwit! I hold every possible title in your life except the most important one. Accountant, friend, lover, person who tells you when your clothes don't go. Does it take leaving to get you to have some big epiphany? I'd miss you, too.