somebody touched my boat while i was gone. my pirate ship was on the complete opposite side of my desk this morning. bastards. touching my boat.
we've been trying to rent lost in translation for weeks now. yesterday we reserved a copy, thinking since it was a tuesday it was a possibility tht one of the two copies would be there. but no. neither copy, vhs nor dvd, was in the store. it's a small town, if they'd given us the address we would have gone to fetch it. but no. we shall never see lost in translation. never.
instead we watched stand by me which annie has never seen. i didn't get to find out what she thought of it because i fell asleep. i do remember her saying that she had to see the body. i had told her you don't get to see the body, but i'd only ever seen the tv version.
mary and i are trying to talk tia into helping clean up the roadsides in the park. she doesn't believe in that sort of thing. cleaning up the environment. bitch. she's here early and i'm not sure why. it is going to be a trying day.