Addict

Oh sweet, beautiful Interweb, how I’ve missed you. I’m sorry we’ve been apart these last few days, but somehow the remnants of Ike got between us and knocked me offline. I know, this was especially difficult because I was in Marblehead all weekend and had no access to you. But we’re together again, and that’s all that matters.

Yes, I’ve learned just how addicted I am to the Internet. It was torture! No chatting out on the deck, no catching up on blogs, no Google to find the answer to whatever inane question is rattling around in my head.

Now, here’s the entry I wanted to post when we got back from our little trip:

Dave and I spent the weekend in Marblehead to celebrate our anniversary, and it was rainy and yucky most of the time we were there, but we still had a nice time. Sat in the jacuzzi, played cards, watched “Jeeves & Wooster” on my laptop, went out to eat, went to some antique stores, drove to Sandusky to buy my makeup that my Findlay place didn’t have. It may not sound like a good time to some, but that’s what we like to do, so bite me.

Some of the things Dave & I talked about, or I mentioned, or I thought about at some point Saturday:

* “Jeeves & Wooster”/”A Bit of Fry & Laurie”
* My cousin in Baton Rouge, a girl I know in Houston, and Hurricane Ike
* My geography prof at BGSU
* Why the hell do stores in a town like Marblehead close at 3 p.m.?
* College football
* Try not to fall into the jacuzzi this time, dumbass.
* Why do hotels always have shitty water pressure in the shower?
* Pizza?
* Let’s just go get the makeup, no way am I taking a ferry ride in this weather.
* I refuse to shower here Sunday. We must leave early enough that I can shower at home before work.

The dream I had Saturday night … extremely odd. But at least I know why some of the stuff in it was in it (see above list). So, anyway, in this dream Stephen Fry was my professor, of what I don’t know but not of geography. It was at BG I suppose, but who knows. Then I was interviewing him, and then he had to fly to London and I guess I was housesitting because he took his suitcase and left. Then my cousin walked into the room and started giving me the third degree about not wanting kids (Wes, if you read this, please don’t ever do that). Then Stephen came back and said he missed his plane, but he didn’t want to go anyway, plus he could just go tomorrow. That’s about all I remember.

Ugh. It’s almost 4:30, so I’d better head to bed. Just remember Interweb, I love you.

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6 Responses to “Addict”

  1. alex Says:

    ah, lovely marblehead. bj and i went there when we first started dating to see the lighthouse. i slipped on a rock and almost broke my ass. good times.

    i was also in sandusky this weekend — i would have shit bricks if i would have seen you! 🙂

    and didn’t stephen fry play hockey? he’s no quinn fair 🙂

  2. Dani Says:

    Well, I’m glad you didn’t break your ass! And how weird would it have been to see each other in Sandusky? Were you by any chance at Castaway Bay? Because I had to go to the spa there to get my makeup.

    I don’t know if Stephen Fry has ever played hockey; he’s a British actor/comedian/author+. You’re thinking of Curtis @ BGSU, I assume. 😉

  3. alex Says:

    No, I wasn’t near Castaway Bay. We were over by Meijer. That’s where all the cool kids hang out. haha! I am glad that you had a nice Anniversary trip, by the way!

    Oh yeah, CURTIS Fry! I didn’t think Stephen sounded right 🙂

  4. Dani Says:

    Damn, we went to Wal-Mart! If only we’d known where the cool kids would be! Oh well.

    I have to tell you, I got a good chuckle out of the Fry confusion.

  5. Wes Says:

    Hey I just googled myself and found this. I promise I will never yell at you about kids. Sorry I played that part in your dream… very odd. I wonder why that is. Oh well, if you ever make a movie cast me !

  6. Dani Says:

    You know, I’ve had a few hits from people googling you.

    I know you wouldn’t yell at me about kids. 🙂 I think you were in the dream because I’d been worrying about you all day, but I have no idea why the kids thing was part of it.

    If I ever make a movie of my totally boring life, you can definitely play yourself!

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