the wife is out with some girlfriends from work, watching a movie and talking about hairdoes or some shit. actually, in my mind, they are tickle fighting in negligees. just don't tell me it isn't so.
anyway, i got my iPod hooked into the speakers we bought for it, i got The White Stripes blasting through the apartment, i got a beer in my hand and abso-fucking-lutely nothing to do.
back in the day, this would be the time i would scratch out a few poems i'd been mulling about, or tighten up a few i'd written the week or month before. not so much anymore. i squeezed one out today at work, during lunch, but it reads like it was squeezed out...of a fat man's ass. oh well.
we finally heard some good news regarding our house that is being built. to catch you up to speed. back in June we purchased a house, which we told was going to be started near the end of September. Long story short, ground wasn't even broken until just before xmas. we got the runaround so bad that i went against my passive, take-shit-all-day-and-keep-on-smilin' persona and wrote a rather lengthy and terse letter. (i don't do phone calls very well as my voice tends to rise to dolphin click decibels and i forget what i want to say, etc. etc.)
well, i got a call from the builder about the letter saying they understand the situation we are going through, they will rectify some of our problems, etc. etc. AND that we finally have a hole. doesn't seem like much, but it's a fucking milestone in this thing. plus, we actually have a foundation now and the framing should begin any day now. luckily, we've been having a freakishly mild winter (so far) which has only helped things.
the other issues we wrote them about are being worked on and hopefully will be corrected lest i have to take out my mighty pen and dash off another curt letter. my mommy used to tell me that words can hurt, and the pen is mightier than the sword. we'll see.
13 January 2006
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