Dear Diary . . . day by day

Sunday, November 4th, 2001 - Robopony

Oh, dear, I didn't mean for a whole week to go by without updating here! I suppose you can say I'm getting used to working full time again; I certainly feel exhausted when I come home at night, and the last thing I want to do is sit for long periods of time at the computer. In fact, I think the only times I've been at my computer at home this week was to do email checks and balance my checkbook. Nice to be able to pay bills again. Too bad I didn't get a job a week earlier, though, as this week all the credit card companies decided to start their harrassing phone calls; Discover was such a bully they got me to pay my bill twice, which really pissed me off (yes, the story is longer than that, but it's really boring, so I spare you).
Anyway. That's it for money talk. I promise.
Let's see, the past week had Halloween in it, though Tim and I stayed home and watched movies that night. We've really been pretty homey lately, although I guess we ate dinner out every night this week except Thursday, when we actually cooked together.
Friday night we went out to Chevy's, a nostalgia trip for both of us; we were both craving good, blandish chain food and Chevy's really hit the spot. Honestly, I feel a little ashamed at how nice a time Tim and I had at Chevy's - especially since the service was awful (they brought me a virgin margaritta, never refilled the water, charged me for cheese I ordered but never got, charged for the virgin drink even though they finally took it away and replaced it with a real one, which we were also charged for). But the food was good enough and we were in a good mood. Perhaps it was comforting, reminding both of us of chain restaurants back home (although the location, in the Emeryville marina, was anything but Midwestern with the Bay glittering nearby). But I was practically skipping with joy after dinner.
After dinner, a moive. We saw what probably is the last first-run showing of The Others, mainly because it was the only movie we could agree on. We were somewhat frightened by the signs announcing Harry Potter tickets are already on sale, two weeks ahead of release. Sigh. The movie (The Others) was a pretty good movie, although I figured out the twist well before it was revealed. Anyway, the movie was well-done and reasonably entertaining, which is more than I can say for From Hell, which we saw last weekend.
The plan for today is to eat, work, watch the Simpsons (although I wonder if they'll be on, what with game 7 tonight), and, hopefully play. Tim has it in his head that he's got to work all day long, which means he'll be grumpy if he doesn't get a lot of stuff done. So, I'm trying to focus on work, too. I think I'll finish Goat Girl, send some stories out that were recently rejected, that sort of thing. I should also review a porn which we watched yesterday; whoo-hoo!
Anyway, I'll leave you with a snippet of conversation between me and Tim earlier this week that struck me as amusing. We were in bed, but I had to get up and take out my contacts and brush my teeth, wash my face. Tim has this nasty habit of falling asleep by the time I get back, but tonight we were having a good conversation that I wanted to continue once I got back:

Heather:
I want you to be awake when I get back, ok?
Tim:
So? I want a pony.
Heather:
You do not want a pony.
Tim:
No, you're right. . . . I want a robot!
Heather:
Ok, yes, you want a robot.
Tim:
Oooh, I want a robot pony!
Heather:
You don't want a robot pony.
Tim:
Yes, I do! It'd be soooo cool! It could have thumbs!!
**Heather (oookay, I'll bite):
Why would you want your robot pony to have thumbs, sweetie?
Tim (patiently):**
So it could hold a blaster.
Much laughter ensues. As she catches her breath, Heather continues the conversation:
You're such a boyish boy.
Tim:
No, I'm not. Liking ponies is a girlish thing to like.
Heather:
Not robot ponies with blasters.

Exercise log:
Not much to report. However, this week Tim is getting a membership to the Y and we're going to endeavor to meet there 2-3 times a week after work! Huzzah! Peer Support!
Writing log:
I'm afraid the workweek doesn't leave me feeling much like writing in the evenings. However, I have some new cool stuff for my novel and I know how the second-to-last-scene of Goat Girl goes, so, you know, I've been thinking.
Check out my new Bibliography page.
Current Publications:
Indianapolis Guide at EGrad.com. Written by me, edited by someone else.
In the Shade of You a poem at Speculon.
San Francisco City Guide at EGrad.com. Written by me, edited by someone else.
I'm currently reading:
Warm Worlds and Otherwise by James Tiptree, Jr.
The Strange Adventures of Rangergirl by Tim Pratt
Read yesterday:
shopgirl by Steve Martin
Yes, that Steve Martin.
My PO Box is:
Heather Shaw
P.O. Box 13222
Berkeley, CA 94712-4222

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