House would do Wilson before you'd do Chase

THIS QUOTE RIGHT HERE MAKES THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE!!!!!
WILSON AND HOUSE ARE KNOWLEDGEABLE IN THE WAYS OF THE VILLAGE PEOPLE!!!!
ZOMG!!!1!
CAPSLOCKING TOTALLY NECESSARY!!!1


GAH! I can't get on TWoP! The first episode of House in a month and I can't get onto the board to talk about it! Sons of bitches!
I totally felt House's pain with that whole not being able to pee thing. That is not something I'd recommend for a jolly holiday. I'd list it as one of the least jolly holidays I've ever had. Right up there with the time my parents dragged me across the country on a camping trip. When I was 13 and in the midst of a depressive episode. In a eensy weensy Chinook camper. During which time we had only each other for company. And the sister was hung up on Wilson/Philips (she would kill me for mentioning that-HAHA!). Where they saved time and covered the most ground by making me pee in a plastic potty.
Wow. Awful lot of piss talk for such a small space. I should stop that. It's a bit weird. And sorta icky. But y'know me-totally cool with sharing my bodily functions with friends and strangers alike.

ANYHOO-I have returned from my vacation. Yea me. No longer on holiday. (Why do I keep using that term? I am not British. Or am I? *eyebrow* No, I'm not.) I'm home. In my cramped little apartment. I'm very glad to be here because the drive was hellalong. I somehow managed to not load the audiobook onto the iPod so I was without speaking audio to amuse me and the music was making me go into a coma. Stupid decision to craft a playlist out of all my favorite Massive Attack and Sandy Denny songs!
I drove for hundreds of miles listening to news on NPR over and over and fucking over again. I know so much about the 15 British soldiers being held by the Iranian gov't it's depressing. It was pretty depressing when I knew very little.

Had a nice trip. It was pretty chill mostly. I didn't go to Cleveland for the B47 show. Because gas is too damn expensive and the truck gets such crap mileage. OK-not really such crap-but I don't appreciate that my automobile gets less than 30 MPG. Sure, it's 25-but those 5 miles per gallon add up when you're driving close to 1200 miles in a week. Doesn't matter at all when I'm at home. But I think I want one of those nifty little Smart Cars. They get insane good mileage. How trendy would I be? Tres. You know me, very fashion conscious.

Visiting with the parents was verily a non-event. We didn't do much. Or anything. Well, that's a bit of a lie. We went out for Friday night Fish Fry. Because, despite my total lack of Catholicism (or Christian belief system at all, really) I observe meat free Fridays during Lent. And in traditional manner, I don't consider fish meat. The vegans tend to disagree with me on that. I found that out the hard way when I grilled up some delicious Tilapia last night...D'oh.
Not complaining, though. I enjoyed myself. They had to buy a new DVD player. That pissed them off a bunch. The $27 investment just made them SO MAD! Especially since the old player was only 7 years old! SRSLY. They're funny.

Saw the play the sister's in. It's a little overamped. No. It's a lot overamped. But I enjoyed parts of it. Mik was excellent. She played a mute. A very sad character. It was kind of depressing. But she seemed to do with it what she could. I enjoyed it. But a lot of it failed to strike me the way I hoped it would. Her love of shelter and food probably came into interpretation of the character. Just a theory. I am reminded of Dame Judy Dench telling her daughter of the importance of William Shakespeare the 'gentleman that pays the bills.'
Glowing recommendation, isn't it? It's worth the trip if you're in the area. But don't go to QDoba for a quick taco. That's the center of sandy vag for the universe there. Me and Jason stood in that damn line waiting for a snack for 20 minutes while some stupid betch argued that she should get her $7 back for the meal her friend ordered wrong. When the stupid cow finally left everyone in line wished her a painful death under the wheels of a bus. (I'm not kidding. Several people told her to go die. A couple stated an interest in watching and not helping. She was that cuntish. And these were nice people. In state college sweatshirts. That just wanted a tasty snack. Who were stuck watching her fat ass bitch about $7 motherjumpin bucks for a really long time.)

The cats are cool. Jeff is very nice. He's a good boy. Steve...oh, what to say about Steve? He flicked water on my face this morning. I was sleeping. Trying to, I should say. But he thought I should be up. He perched himself by me and went "MEOW!!!! MEW!!!REOWWW! RORRRA!" Following that, he put his paw in my water glass and flicked water at my face. The first time I thought I'd imagined it. But then I realized that he was actively trying to annoy me. Bad pussy.
Last night he got out of the house into the fenced in area. In typical bad fashion he avoided capture by me and J and tried for his escape by jumping the gate. That was unnerving.

We all had a nice visit. It was fun. On Sunday we went to the bar and played pool and the jukebox. I won both games despite getting only 2 balls in all night. I always win when I play the jukebox. My musical taste is just that good. I was introduced to Lost. I need to catch up on that show. It's kewl. A little too particular with the weird, but I enjoy a mystery.

Tired now. Going to DVR Colbert and be off to bed soon.
Hopefully to dream happy House doing Wilson and Cameron being very lonely and Chase meeting a nice non-psychotic sex crazed exhibitionist girl and Foreman hooking up with Cuddy because they're both free that weekend dreams.