Rules

I slept all right last night, and day two without caffeine is going okay. I got hot chocolate at Dunkin Donuts this morning. Ordering hot chocolate is pretty emasculating.

Tanya and I have been in the people-hating red zone lately. So, we met up for a couple drinks last night, after she put in some time at some knowledge base training her consulting agency put on after a full day’s work. After two drinks, we had to leave because the bar was annoying. Then, I broke one of our new rules.

See, we all live by rules, those we set ourselves, which are easy to break, and those set by others, also pretty easy to break. Anyway, we decided we weren’t going to buy wine during the week. We thought it would be all right to go out for drinks, but not to bring drinks home. On the home front, this quickly turned into the idea that it’s okay to buy one regular-sized bottle of wine on any night we’re staying in, just not a magnum. My thoughts were still along the lines of not getting anything to take home, if we went out for a couple on any given night. But, last night, one the way home, I bought some shitty bottle of cheap red from the ghetto convenience store near Tanya’s apartment. Tanya wanted a couple cigarettes, too, and gave me money for a pack. We’re not supposed to smoke, at all, but Tanya’s new thing is buying a pack, smoking a quarter of it, and throwing it away. This is supposed to enforce the idea of not smoking, through negative reinforcement in the form of throwing away money. It’s not working out so well, since Tanya doesn’t really mind tossing the cost of a whole pack of cigarettes on just a few of them. We are smoking a lot less, at least.

Anyway, I ended up spilling some of this gross red wine all over the table where Tanya keeps her computer, while I was looking for some YouTube clip we’ve watched about twenty times.

In other news, I had to collect my urine over a period of 24 hours and turn it in to the doctor, because there’s something wonky going on with my kidney function. I’ll keep you posted on what that’s all about.

This post was pretty pointless and not funny. So, I’ll leave you with a fun treat.

Who needs opposable thumbs?