i've been in this stage for quite awhile now, though glimpses of anger have shown up now and again, just for good measure. i predict a slow steady downhill into stage four, right around mid-june. click here if you are completely lost.

i am not, in general, an overly emotional person. but when it comes to people... people i love dearly... fiercely... i am a goner. especially when they plan to move far, far away. and then i'm damn near hysterical.

let the weeping commence: violently and shamelessly. paul, are you guys busy on the fifteenth? i might need a little help. well... maybe a lot.

yesterday i picked up a few things at the store. you know how sometimes you keep running into the same people as you wind your way through the aisles? yeah. that happened to me, with a slightly clueless couple. you know, the kind that sort of leave the cart in the middle of everything, while they meander around from shelf to shelf like a pinball? yeah. so they were kind of annoying, but whatever.

i lost track of them until i finally reached the checkout line. yup. you guessed it. not only were they still a little clueless, but some sort of barcode or produce problem was in full swing. seriously, there were like three kroger employees all huddled around the register, and they were calling for more backup. i mean, come on already. it's just a melon.

i'm slightly impatient at this point but still doing okay. Clueless Guy decides/realizes that he's forgotten something and takes advantage of this break in the action to run off and find it. i assume it's something important. bread? eggs? pbr?

there are now about five people trying to find the cure for cancer in lane six when Clueless Guy comes running -- literally, RUNNING -- and fights his way back through the steadily growing line with his bounty.

a twelve-pack of trojans.

impatience is at this point a suddenly long-forgotten matter. i was now just trying to contain my laughter, but i couldn't decide what was funnier: the indoor mini-dash, or the fact that this was all happening in front of about thirty-two people. i caught the cashier's eye and i'm pretty sure we had the same thought.

at least they're trying to contain any future idiot spawn.

so my theory is that it was so damn hot today it actually MELTED the rearview mirror off of my windshield. this is probably a very bad and decidedly unscientific theory. but climbing into my four-door broiler -- i could have baked a casserole in there -- and finding the rearview on the passenger seat, it seems as plausible as any other. this might make showing my parking hang tag a little difficult. guess i'll be making a trip to autozone after work.

three posts in one day? madness, i tell you. sheer madness.

and sooooo substantial. less filling! tastes great!

so my dad was here for about fifteen hours. two meals were eaten [breakfast and lunch]. the resulting damage:

2 - drinking glasses
4 - bowls
4 - small plates
4 - dinner plates
5 - pots and pans
various and sundry - silverware and utensils; well into the double digits

this, as of only 1:30pm. there were only two of us! i think this is another reason i don't cook. aside from the fact that, well... i just don't really cook.

i'll be off doing dishes now. 

so, this is pretty cool too. went to high school with this guy.

i got an accounting degree, he drives around in circles. i'll probably never make as much money in my lifetime as he has in the past few days. perhaps i should have rethought my career choices? 

so, this is pretty cool.

[link via lance] 

it sounds like it's actually raining horizontally against my windows.

one of the books i picked up today is about the infamous "dark night of the soul"... i hope this isn't foreshadowing of some sort.

thunder, lightning. this would be a good time to shut down the computer. 

now, this could be fun.

[ link found at indesignguy [via vergeoffalling] ]

"About the only things I'm not over are my need for real grace, for truth, for beauty, for love, for wholeness, for freedom. The rest of it is baggage that I want to cut the cord on."

- from the mindofmeegs

i like watching meegs think. click above to read the full entry only if you can handle r-rated honesty.