I could use a warm body next to me.

First day off in nine days. Enjoyed it. Friday is typically the day my family seems to go out to eat. Rather than sit around, I went to Cliff’s while I waited for my sister to call me and let me know Dad was around.

If anybody other than Cliff had offered me a microwaveable corn dog, I would have refused. I’ve been to the Minnesota State Fair enough times, you’d think I would have tried one there. Nope. But Cliff. *laughs* It was good – for microwavable. I did feel as though if I ate more than one, I’d feel nauseous.

*sneezes*

Continued playing Star Wars: Battlefront. I love playing as the Iraqis. I mean terrorists. I mean, rebels. *laughs* TAKE DOWN THE EMPIRE! I mean um. TAKE DOWN THE REPUBLICANS! I mean um. *smirks*

Watching Cliff and Jess make me jealous, I think. In that idle “Damn, wish I had somebody to lay against me while I played video games” sort of way. Only Cliff could nickname his girlfriend Titty McWiggles. Oh right, he did that because she was calling him Sweetie Chode. I hope I don’t need to explain to the masses what a chode is. He also calls her NoodleBoob, on occasion.

Went to Chevys with Wendi and my dad. It hit the spot. Without Chi-Chi’s, Chevys is the closest thing to fake tex-mex. Ha ha. I just get cravings for food like that, it’s strange. I needed it. Driving there, I noticed a bank sign saying it was 8 degrees. Goddamn, I didn’t think it was that cold.

Returning home, my mom was spastically telling my dad that there was a problem. Ugh, blame the MS. Apparently our furnace said “No.” today. After accessing that the problem was, in fact, the furnace itself and not simply a lack of gas… Well. See. My dad’s brilliant solution was to leave a burner on in the kitchen.

And people wonder why I think he’s an idiot.

After I suggested we get some space heaters, he gave my sister and I some money. And off we went to um. WalMart. Hey, you tell me where else we’re supposed to get space heaters without going to Sears.

We agreed that the space heater solution would be fine until Sunday, as opposed to hiring somebody in a pinch tonight. My dad called back the pinch solution, saying that the furnace, in fact, worked. I asked him why he insisted on lying. He said sometimes we lie so we make other people feel better. I pointed out he was lying to save his own face. What’s so embarassing about explaining the space heater solution? But, that’s my dad for you. Understanding him explains a lot about me and the way I was.

It shouldn’t get extraordinarily cold here, we live in a condo with tenants next to use and above us. Besides, I work tomorrow and Sunday. I’m kind of surprised the furnace died in the first place. This condo complex itself is only ten years old, it’s far too early for a complete overhaul of the furnace. Nevermind the issues we’ve had with the AC. Hey, I don’t need AC. I went the first seventeen years of my live without AC. We only have AC for my mom.

Seems like a good time to reiterate how we’re one of the last families to have cell phones. Given how my dad travels, you’d think he would have one. He doesn’t. What exactly would he use it for, I can’t really figure that out. He’s been doing his job for years by simply using phones whenever he gets in whereever he’s going.

Fuck cell phones. : D The first thing I always hear is “But what if it’s an emergency?!!” What, and you’re going to walk around with a lifejacket all your life? Goddamn, we’ve been raised to believe disaster will strike at any moment. You’ll survive if you’ve been cut off from civilization for a moment or two. TERRORISTS ARE COMING FOR YOU.

*ahem* Sorry, got a little carried away with myself.