Jacob left for Colorado this morning. He's too excited about the paper he's writing to keep quiet about it, and has decided to barge into some big science seminar and tell everyone what he's doing. It'll totally spoil the element of surprise, but he's bound and determined to spend all week there spilling the beans.
No Jacob means no one will trick me into watching scary movies, but it also means I'll be watching my non-scary movies by myself. No cooked mushrooms sneakily inserted into dinner, but then, no witty repartee over the sautee pan. On the plus side, when I wake up at 2 a.m. from a nightmare I can turn on all the lights without disturbing anyone, but on the minus side, I can also huddle in bed with the covers over my head until sunrise without anyone reminding me that there aren't actually zombies in the water heater closet.
On that note, here's a sample conversation you can follow if I call you and babble hysterically about something that doesn't make any sense:
Dianna: "Ceramic seventeen ferocious west byway!"
You: "No, it's just a raccoon in the crawlspace."
Dianna: "High roller lukewarm turdmuckle?"
You: "Stomp on the floor and it'll run away."
Dianna: "Pitch! Absinthe gruesome travertine!"
You: "No, it's normal raccoon size. Yes, I checked. It's fine."
Dianna: (warily) "Breadbasket furry noodlespoon?"
You: "Oh, well, that one's true. They do have laser eyes. Yeah, who'd have thought?"
what's he doing in colorado? also, this explains why he won't reply to my emails about this saturday. i'm assuming he'll still be gone saturday night?
Posted by: michele at January 5, 2005 05:18 PMTragically, yes. He's coming back Tuesday night. You were trying to watch a movie with him, no?
Posted by: Dianna at January 5, 2005 05:47 PMUm... like I said, he's at a big sciency convention talking about the paper he's writing. He's possibly also learning how to snowboard, but he might chicken out of that part.
Posted by: Dianna at January 5, 2005 05:48 PMi was trying to get him to go to dinner with anderson and anderson's mom.
Posted by: michele at January 5, 2005 06:26 PMOh. Well, it's a shame he's in Colorado, then.
Weren't you also trying to get him to watch a movie you just got a copy of? It's just going to bug me until I know if I'm making this up.
Posted by: Dianna at January 5, 2005 07:11 PMmichele, are you dating anderson yet?
and was the movie twins effect II? cuz i'm responsible for that shit. go me.
Posted by: marina at January 5, 2005 10:39 PMdood, he has a girlfriend. so no. and no.
no, it was appleseed. the one you couldn't find. :P
Posted by: michele at January 5, 2005 11:00 PMp.s. dianna, i think what i meant (and bear with me i was drop dead tired) was WHERE is he in colorado? because if he's in boulder, i know an excellent tiny hole-in-the-wall italian place.
Posted by: michele at January 6, 2005 09:06 AMOhhhh. He's at Keystone, wherever Keystone is. He's right next to the highest elevation ski slope in the US (or somewhere anyway), if that helps.
Posted by: Dianna at January 6, 2005 09:21 AMhe should pull the key out of the stone! he'll become the mayor!
Posted by: michele at January 6, 2005 09:50 AMJacob McCheese for mayor!
Bella can be his personal assistant, but she'll need a new fur color for the winter. White on white is for spies, guerillas and commandos, not honest and legitimate politicians and their entourages.
Posted by: Dianna at January 6, 2005 10:37 AMoooh, jacob's at a fancy place. also, a very snowy place.
Posted by: marina at January 6, 2005 01:21 PMinterestingly, keystone is to the east of frisco and there's a body of water in between them.
are you sure keystone isn't a little pet nickname you've come up with for berkeley?
Posted by: michele at January 6, 2005 01:26 PMYeah. He's spending the week right here putting his key in my stone, if you know what I mean.
Posted by: Dianna at January 6, 2005 02:05 PM...foxy!
um...whoops. stone cold fox, not cold stone creamery. oh man. i got to not work full time.
Posted by: michele at January 6, 2005 04:07 PM