so i have this kinda ebay obsession that mirrors GOB's not so recent ebay obsession...i'm atleast 3 years late...sometimes i'm SO out of it. but molly's 15 random squeky plush toys arrived today and she kinda sits there with her little under-over bite poking out, butterfly ears pulled back, while i cut open the package giving her little molly murmurs and turn it upside down, some of them hitting her on her head, and she picks each one up and shakes and squeks it, puts it down, picks up another one, shakes it and squeks it. her favourite seems to be this little green like witch hat with fuzz on the top and eyes and jelly fish tentacles on the bottom...she is as happy as i've ever seen her though i worry that since i've been working at home....it's kinda like the home school thing...a constant worry with a lot of positives. i'm scared she'll get weird like i get weird when i'm alone too long.

the landscaper was over. we watched walk the line, he for the first time, me for like the thousandth. i love johnn cash. i now have a poster of him lighting a cigarette from hammersmith odeon in 1966 over my bed, and i like it.
unrelated, i have a weird little almost zit that's been forming on my upper lip for days that's hurt for days and that is now this weird little red dot that hurts like hell.
the xxx emails...then says nothing for HOURS. his emails have become what it used to be like sleeping with him...this huge snore, as i laid awake and tried not to listen, then silence, then another, then a gap where he'd get stuck and NOT breath and i'd wait and wait and then just when i'd get freaked there would be this HUGE snore that'd scare the crap outta me...his emails are following the same progression.

OH! i also got the 2nd edition finnegans wake yesterday that i bought off ebay...it's sooooooo cool. i always wanted to kinda be a book collector type person but never quite got into it...the landscaper and i sat outside drinking beer, smelling the pages like petals, and reading random lines...