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12:17 a.m. - 03-07-2003
Ever have one of those days where you've slept in fairly late, later than normal at least, but you just feel so completely drained? Well, I've felt like that for the past 2 weeks. I don't know what it is. I've been getting to bed fairly late, usually after 11:00, but I've been sleeping in until around 9:00. But for some reason, lately, I've just been so drag-ass worn out. It sucks. Makes it really hard to work and it's starting to pile up on me. Maybe I should start taking vitamins or something. Maybe.
I love Jimmy Neutron. That movie kicks so much ass. It's funny, it's got great music, the computer animation is cool and Jimmy has some of the coolest gadgets. But I think what I like the best is the total suspension of disbelief. Here's a kid who devotes his entire life to science and the pursuit of invention and knowledge, but does he need a space suit to travel outside of the atmosphere? Nope. In one "interstitial" (a short played on Nickelodeon between shows), Jimmy uses his matter transporter to move their house to the bottom of the ocean. Do they immediately get crushed to pulp by the immense pressure? Nope. Do they even need breathing apparatus'? Nope. They even walk around and talk like nothing's wrong. I love it. I think my favorite character is Carl, Jimmy's best friend and guinea pig. Carl is voiced by the tremendous voice actor Rob Paulsen. He's voiced great characters like Yakko Warner from the Warner Brothers (and Warner Sister) on the Animaniacs and also voiced that loveable, dim-witted lab rat, Pinky, from Pinky and the Brain. I told the wife that I got the Jimmy Neutron DVD for the kids because MonkeyBoy loves the movie, but in reality, I got it for me too. Along with those 2 Bob the Builder DVD's I got for myself too. The wife just looked at me, smirked and said, "You're sad." Hey, Bob the Builder is totally cool and so is Jimmy Neutron. I just hope they're making a sequel or I'm going to have to go and flood the Nickelodeon message boards.
Bob the Builder Rocks! Yes he does!
Well, so much for Winter in Florida. About mid February it warmed up and hasn't showed signs of stopping. My parents, in Missouri, were telling me last week that they were having snow again and here we are with temps in the fuckin' 80's. If it was just warm I wouldn't mind, but it's so humid and sticky. This really sucks during the week. The wife usually has Monday and Friday off. That leaves Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday that I have to walk to school to get MonkeyBoy. Yeah, I could really use the walk, but some times it's just too much. If it was just me walking, then it wouldn't be so bad, but I have to take Icebear Jr. in the stroller and he doesn't make it easy. His favorite thing to do is to sit forward, wait till we've got a good speed built up and then put his feet down on the wheels, like breaks, and slow everything down. It's bad enough pushing his heavy ass around, but him making it even harder doesn't help. I get a pretty good exercise pace going to school, but not on the way home. If I walked as fast home as I did going, then I'd leave MonkeyBoy behind, or he'd have to run to keep up. Add to that the fact that there are a ton of inconsiderate little shits who ride their bikes to school and just about run you over on the sidewalk. Little fuckers. If it wasn't for a really cute teacher at his school that the wife and I both ogle, then it wouldn't even be worth it.
Well, I have a lot of work to do in the morning. I'm hoping that, since she's off tomorrow, the wife will let me sleep in. Hopefully, she'll get up, take MonkeyBoy to school and then come home and jump back in bed with me and we'll both sleep in. It all depends on Icebear Jr., though. It seems that, no matter how late he stays up, he's always awake and rarin' to go at the buttcrack of dawn and the first thing he does is come into our room and bounce around on our bed. He's been sleeping with us on and off too. In the middle of the night he gets up, stumbles through the house (in the dark) and then climbs into bed with us. I usually don't know he's there until I get a swift kick in the kidneys or he puts both feet in my back and pushes. I swear, the other night he almost broke my damn nose. I was laying on my side, close to the wall (my side is next to the wall) so he could have some room. Next thing I know, I feel these two cold feet against my back and before I can reach back and remove them, he stretches, or something, and pushes against me real hard. I turn my head to say something when WHAM my forehead smacks the wall. If I hadn't turned my head, it would have been my nose nailing the wall. I was a bit agitated at that, but when I finally got him turned and rolled over, he was sound asleep. Little bugger. Well, I can hear my bed calling me from the other room. I'm going to go pass out and try to get some rest. I'll try to update some more later on. Yeah. Right. You all take care.
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