Got Bit by the Bug, the PUG BUG!

Ahem. Listen up Injun Jim. This is Chatterbox Sara here. I lead a busy life, boy. CLEARLY, if I am sooooo busy that I call you at 3:45 am because I am sleep deprived, that should clue you into the business that is the life of a Chatterbox. Okay. So, I just checkout our DVR and realized 64% of the space is used up and I just kind of sat there thinking, I don't even remember taping half of this and is this really what the enjpoyment in my life has become? Catching up on DVR'd programming? Sigh, I can just feel my ass expanding into lard-arific territory browsing that list. There's well over 24 hours worth of viewing recorded. DOes anyone remember that guy who broke the world record sitting wathcing tv for something like four or five days straight? I think I could outsit him anyday- except I'm terrified it would permanently damage brain synapses and I doubt I have any more of those I can really afford to lose?

I mean really, can I afford to lose brain cells? I already have enough natural disadvantages going on- I can't bear the thought of creating more. Sigh. We DVR'd the debate and will probably watch it tomorrow because tonight is devoted to SEX AND THE CITY- THE MOVIE and chocolate cake. I can't even begin to tell you how excited I am to watch this movie- when it first came to Verm-town I was totally sick with some other sinus infection/bronchitis type thing and couldn't go. Did I mention that I'm sick right now? With a sinus infection and apparently chest cold? My voice is so blown- I sound like one of those people with a trachea thingy- that they get because they have had throat cancer or whatever. Seriously, four different people have told me this. Today I blew my voice completely because I attempted to squeal with delight over seeing a great big gigantic Halloween Super Mega Store.

The great big gigantic Halloween Super Mega Store kicked ASS today. Seriously. They had a display thingie because they have great big displays that you can purchase for Haunted Houses or whatever. They had a Silence of The Lambs display- I mean how creepy and perfect do you get for a Haunted House? I love Halloween. I mean, really I love most any holiday because it gives me logical and valid reasoning to have theme-y decor and theme-y parties and eat a lot and have fun and give gifts. I love Halloween because y ou can include YOURSELF and dress in costumes! Whheeeeeee- does anyone really understand those losers who bitchily balk, "I don't dress up for Halloween." Harumph- you grumpy naysayers are just bitchy because probably when you were little somebody stole your bag of candy when you were trick or treating. Get over it. Last year my little family went as a Ghostbuster, Marie Antoinette, and a Fairy Witch. Guess which costume went with whom! This year, it's Wizard of Oz- I AM SO DAMNED EXCITED.

Ok, so I posted a while ago to say I started reading the books by Charlaine Harris that the show True Blood is based upon. I've read the first two and I must say that I am both anxiously and ambivalently awaiting the rest of the books in the series' arrival. is it possible to be both anious and ambivalent at the same time? Perhaps. I am anxious because usually, unless it's god awful, if I am reading a series- even if I lose passion for it- I like to finish it. I don't like to quit partway through anything. But I am ambivalent because these Southern Vampire Mystery books aren't ones that are really necessary for my existence and education into being a good human being. I will say that there is always some sort of totally unseen twist that goes along with the resolution of the mysteries in the first two books, so it's nice to be surprised. But will I be forever saddened if I perhaps didn't finish this series?

Nah. It's not that important of reading, it's really pretty mindless. See, I don't read anyone particular genre of books but I like what I read to be arresting, I like it to be on my mind throughout the day in some small form until I pick the book up again. These books really don't do that- it's all just kind of mindless. I do have one really negative thing to mention- the author really teeters back and forth between pornographic writing and subtly glancing over sex at other points. Theres some sex scenes that are truly five pages of panting and moaning and thrusting and biting and others where they just went into the bedroom with sly looks in their eyes. It's very weird. I don't really need over half of any book I read to be gratuitous sex weirdness but whatever. It's good for a giggle.

jim is right about the other day at coffee- I totally yammered nonstop. I didn't sleep, oh wait, still havent slept for several days due to this monstrous sinus infection that leaves me unable to breathe through my nose and barely breath through my mouth, hence I cannot sleep because I am not a mouth breather! oh and last night outside my window the symphony was playing. A symphony of screeching cicadas. God bless the fucking Midwest. The night before it was teenagers with fireworks. The night before that sinus grossness. today I'm seriously just wired from lack of sleep- I've been alternating between moving at hyper speed and laughing with manic like hysteria or just lying on the couch in a perpetual state of ennui. it's gross.

Also today when we were in Sioux Falls, we went to a pet store so Eva could pet the puppies and look at the fish and the birds and all that jazz. I fell in love. True love- deep and everlasting Bette Midler soft rock kind of love- 94.5 Delilah love. There were pugs. I have always thought pugs were cute but I own my dream dog- a cavalier king charles spaniel named Louis the 14th. I have always wanted to own a pug . . . . but not as badly as a cavalier . . . .but maybe someday. That someday is today. I want a pug. My friend Shan got a pug named Hugo recently and its adorable. These pugs were incredibly cute and adorable. Granted I won't buy pets from this pet store (not naming names) but I do know t he name and telephone of a reputable area breeder. I'm getting a pug. Eva squealed with delight over it. I sat there thinking, ooooh Louis really does need a brother. Eva even said she'd take a pug over a doll house for her birthday. That's really sayig something isn't it? Pug Bug, Pug Love Bug! I LOVE PUGS! Muah!

Peace out yo- it's time to spend some time with Carrie Bradshaw and a piece of cake and let my ass expand.

xoxo-
Chatterbox Sara