an evening in the life of a family person

Considering that I haven't left the house in a few days but for a quick visit to the hospital, this entry promises to be about as exciting as is standing outside the bathroom door while my brother does his biweekly thing. (They feed him NOTHING, refined NOTHING, I tell you! Exaggeration.)

Hahah I am watching Jay Leno and laughing my ass off as he interviews the people on the streets:

Leno: "Do you read?"
Woman (ESL): "I read.. I read for pleasure."
Leno: "For pleasure?"
Woman (ESL): "I pleasure myself."
Woman 2 (ESL): "She just pleasure herself a minute ago."

Oooo on Conan O'Brien tonight -- METRIC and KATE BECKINSALE! I'm watching.


This is the inspiring (of suicide) view I used to see when I would stare out my bedroom window for hours on end, dreaming of what could be.... and sometimes while singing softly, "Spaceman, oh spaceman, come rescue me...."



This is the house in which my parents lived when I was born. It is built of rock. So, contrary to what I was told, I was born IN a rock, and not under one. So there.

Metric is on Conan as I type. Emily Haines looked a little nervous at first but now she's dancing all underkeyed and cool. I like their older albums.

"Parenting does limit the range of a person's concerns (and alter the dimensions of their intelligence, generally), and I have often noticed that young children are markedly more alert and intelligent then their parents, who are preoccupied
with the task/role of raising them."