9:08 a.m. - 25 October 2001
Playing ketchup
No, I haven't dropped off the face of the earth (although there are some people who probably wouldn't mind that....); I've just been busy.
Okay, okay, here's the truth: I can't update from work anymore, and I just don't think about it when I'm at home. Sad, but true. Oh, well.
It's not like there's been a whole lot going on anyway. Get up, go to work, come home, do a little cleaning, have supper, watch TV, go to bed. My brain's pretty much been on autopilot, too, so I haven't had anything insightful or witty to say (yeah, yeah: why start now?). But I got a lovely unexpected email today, so I figured I'd plop some words down and see if I remembered how to still do this.
My little sister is getting married a week from Saturday. She and my mother are both pretty stressed out. It's going to be a very small ceremony and reception - Mom thinks about 40 people, and I imagine I'll be related to a good chunk of them - and my main concern has been to just stay out of the way. I've made a few suggestions here and there, but for the most part, my wedding and this wedding will not be very similar. Which suits both my sister and me just fine.
My niece is one of the cutest babies I've ever seen (for photographic evidence, drop me a line) and I'm looking forward to seeing her again next weekend. She just turned five months old last week, and seems to be doing really well. She's sitting up, eating cereal, and is still red-headed. No one was expecting that. She's also still blue-eyed, and since her mom is a lefty, half my family is convinced that she'll be a lefty as well. I'm disturbed that she's not being read to very often, but again, she's five months old, and she's not very fond of sitting still, so I guess I'll get over it. Aunt Katie bought her a book for Christmas, though.
Speaking of children's books, my parents found a copy of my very favorite book when I was little for me: Drummer Hoff. Even now, I remember chunks of it. Apparently I was never satisfied to have it read only once: Mom and Dad swear the last word of the book is "Again!" Some things never change.
I've had a PlayStation for almost two years now, and I've really started playing it heavily again. I have all three of the Crash Bandicoot games, and I may even finish one of them one of these days. It's typical, really, of how I approach things: start off with a big bang and make some progress and then sort of abandon it and feel guilty about the abandonment and try to ignore it and feel even worse.
Which would explain why I'm posting this sorry half-assed entry. Maybe it'll remind me not to go six weeks before posting again.
Kind of doubt it, though.
