The Cat's Nuts

For a guy, the epitome of being a girl, is having a shoe fetish (of if you are a ghetto thug that matched every outfit to a pair of shoes). Well, luckily, I don't have this problem. I'm probably one of the worst people when it comes to buying new shoes. Recently I have been wearing (when I say recently, I mean the past three years) this pair of brown Rockports that I absolutely love. They go with anything from jeans to slacks and are more comfortable than my sneakers. So it's a no brainer in the morning when I'm going to work and I need to throw on a pair of shoes.

So the ever comfortable, ever stylish Rockports are getting a little bit...worn out. I was getting kind of upset about this because well, they are the greatest thing ever. I've been searching around shoe stores for them for about the past year so as to buy a replacement. No luck. It finally occurred to me today that perhaps I should look inside them to see if there is a tag or a label that tells me the model number. Sure enough, right on the tongue there it is...golden.

So I found them on-line in a few different places for around $90. And the best part about it is that they come in brown AND black? And this is there the sad part is.... I'm way too excited about it.

For those of you that have had the pleasure of hanging out in my apartment, you know that I have a big "L" shaped couch in my living room. Well, because it was purchased used, it's seen it's fair share of wear. Not to mention my fat ass sprawled out on it most nights. So Laura and I decided that it was time to do something about it. So on one of Laura's many trips to Mississippi or Virginia or whatever else she was going, she was searching through the illustrious Skymall catalog. Sure enough, there was the "Couch Saver". We quickly put an order in for the $15 device that was apparently going to save our couch. Well upon arrival of this mystery device, I was less than thrilled. It turns out the thing is really just a piece of 1/8" plastic covered in a PVC wrap. Not exactly sturdy. Oh well, at least it wasn't $20?

Recently my computer at home has been acting kind of funny. Every 10 minutes or so, the main cooling fan in the back of the computer would turn on and sound like a freaking jet engine in my computer. I figured it was
some clogged stuff somewhere stopping the airflow but I couldn't really see where the problem was. So last night I got a new DVD-Burner and installed that. To install it I had to take the cover off the front of my Dell. Well I quickly saw the problem. It looked as if my computer had sucked a grey kitten into it's faceplate because there was a 1cm thick layer of grey hair and dust just clogging all the little vent holes in the front of the case. I plucked that off (it had woven itself into a nice coaster sized block) and threw it away. Waaa Laaa....no more jet engine noises.

No...I didn't take that one, but it's me wrestling in the old days, so it's still fun.

So tonight Laura and I are going to be heading up to my parents house for the Religious weekend. Even though no one in my family (except my grandmother) is religious, it's more of an excuse to get together. I'm going to be spending some time writing up a paper on Terraforming Mars for my Planet Earth class, so that should be fun. If I can get that out of the way, then I'll only have 1 religion paper and my main Pullman paper (35 pages) to finish up. Laura read a bit of my paper on her way home last night and she told me that it doesn't flow and doesn't go along with the outline like we planned....so I'm not really looking forward to looking critically at the paper. It's very easy to churn out 30 pages, but it's a bit harder to make it all flow and follow along a clean plotline. So we'll see. That's a task for another day.

So yesterday was a good day for me. I found that I could get another paid of my favorite shoes, I got a DVD-Burner, I found the kitten stuck in my computer, and to top it all off, I got a copy of my 2003 state tax returns in the mail so now I can re-file my 2003 taxes for a hopefully large tax return that I stupidly mis-filed back in '04. If that ends up happening, I'm going to be QUITE happy. I think that if I end up getting that money back, I may take a 2-3 week vacation or something prior to my starting my new job. It would be awesome. I'd just hang around New York, going out on photoshoots during the day and going to Barcade in the evening. It would be great. I think that I'd probably get pretty bored of it in about a week and a half. Maybe I'll just continue with my school schedule at work even though I'll no longer have classes. I'd have plenty of time to play but would still be making enough money to keep the bank account alive. Hmmmmm.... so many decisions.