on to today's post:
as crossword enthusiasts (one of us, myself, more than the other), we were very excited to find word play at our local blockbuster store.
this movie rocked balls.
as did the rest of our day.
being the luckiest and most blessed day in recent memory (7.7.07), today was FANTASTIC!
we had a lovely morning preempted by a semi-lovely evening, capped off when an "inspired" yabyum decided to express his feelings thusly:
beering, smoking, writing, candling. all he needed was coffee to complete a perfect night. ok well i guess he had some sweet cuddle time but not for long, we watched gus van sant's last days way too late into the night and i retired to bed earlier than ronnie.
after finally getting out of bed at around 3, yeah yeah shut up i flippin LOVE summer too, we ventured to the labor ready building to get yabyum's money from the hellish backbreaking stinky cabinet-manufacturing job he worked last night:
i allowed an un-drivers'-licensed yabyum to helm my trusty cherished vessel, my '92 geo metro ghetto-christened shanaynay. if you could hear the (busted) muffler and peep the missing drivers' side mirror and smashed right front entire corner, you'd be forced to wholeheartedly call ghetto too. whatever, that bitchface car gets me where i need to go and gets around 50 miles to the gallon. yeah. eat that. i love her. and him:
i have to admit, i was only afraid for my life once, when we stopped at a light right next to a eugene city police officer. now i don't know if you know the yabyum like i do, but if you do then you know this occurrence could have led to interesting events. but alas, the cop decided to pursue some drunk dude bicycling all over our lane, so we were safe.
with his newfound wealth, yabyum had decided to thoughtfully splurge and take me to the most romantic place in the world, 7-11, where he proclaimed he was feeling lucky and allowed me, the light of his life, to choose a scratch-off lottery ticket. continuing (but really beginning) the word play theme of the day, i chose the crossword puzzle one. i scratched it as yabyum drove and found his way around eugene.
WE WON $18!
and this is how we spent it:
a pint of newcastle for me; cherry coke; cigarettes for yabyum (cause this homegirl don't play that game); tasty pizza; a free trial to the blockbuster total access program with which we rented word play, the n word, and for your consideration and we somehow skeeved a free movie rental; the other light of yabyum's life--the GOD of all beers pabst blue ribbon; and the winning lottery ticket.
after a few beers and the exhilaration that was word play, yabyum simply could not contain his glee any longer and decided to water my fence:
on to the n word, more beer, more bats, and the promise of another day and another blog.
quote of the day:
r: "look! a bat!"
d: "where'd he go?"
r: "he don't fuckin know, he's blind!"
