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December 02, 2006
The new cat ruined Christmas today.
She broke our Christmas tree. Broke it. We found it leaning against the wall, broken bulbs at its base.
Elise and I have given up on a tree this year. A replacement would surely suffer the same fate.
This is all a fake tree I'm talking about, of course. She broke the legs off the base, rendering the whole thing useless.
I ran face first into a doorframe at work today and put a bumpy slice in my forehead. Two weeks ago, Elise was hit above the eye by the icemaker's heavy, steel door. Work is getting increasingly more dangerous, I've deduced. The gravitational danger zone of the restaurant caused a young kid to fall off of his bicycle in the street at 11pm. I was right there and wanted to run toward him screaming, "Oh my God, do you need a bandaid?" But instead ran toward him with a broom and dustpan confused as to whether I should call 911 or not. He wasn't that young actually. I think someone said he was 14. I was the first one there, but I didn't do anything but get other people that could do things. Like a nurse. He was crying a lot and I think he broke his arm. In the end, an ambulance came so I'm thinking now that I should have been the one to call for it because I was the first person there and all.
Here's the sick part...
I was sweeping the ground outside and there was an empty coffee creamer on the ground. It was stubborn and the broom didn't want to sweep it into the dustpan.
I heard the thud of the kid falling off the bike... and it was loud. Then I turned and the kid was all twisted up in his bike and I thought, "Holy shit!" Then I turned back and gave it one last stab at sweeping that creamer on up before running to the kid's aid.
I got it that time!
It's just one of those things that's so annoying that nothing will stop you from getting it done. Nothing.
Posted by Christian at December 2, 2006 06:05 AM
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Moments before reading this post Kelly and I brought our tree home, set it up, and watched and yelled hopelessly while Adelaide swatted limbs and light strands and drank heartily from the water in the base.
Kittens.
Posted by: J-Smack at December 2, 2006 11:19 PM
It's no use man. Give it up now. This year there will be no tree is what you have to understand. This year there will be no tree.
Next year is a different story. So says the girl that gave us the kitten. The second year around is the I Don't Care About Trees Anymore year.
Posted by: Christian at December 3, 2006 12:37 AM
I hope that kid was okay. I hope you and Elise don't get murdered by your seemingly haunted restaurant.
Posted by: Adam W. at December 4, 2006 02:53 AM
This morning the tree was in a crumpled heap in the living room, in a nest of shattered ornaments.
Posted by: j-kwon at December 4, 2006 02:31 PM
dude
i gotta buy a plane ticket to come to the big shin dig!
shite
and get this
i have no credit card having canceled it in Paris due to theft
and now they say there is
"no plastic to make a new one out of"
so i may not get one for another week or two
WTF
no plastic?????
Posted by: corinne at January 11, 2007 07:04 PM
Hi I am very excite for all your kinds for me.
I am very good do.I am very kinds for all.
But hey have fight this years no.
Posted by: Chris at January 15, 2007 09:17 PM
Hi i am very kinds for all your sweet comments on me.But hey i am in your own life her.So ahve fun today do.Bye too...Dina Lopez...P.s write me back very soon bye...
Posted by: Chris at January 15, 2007 09:18 PM
