it's late and i'm getting up early for the start of our bruce lee themed saturday, but i'm not quite ready for bed yet. i've been feeling tender and emotional lately today when i was driving back from dropping elicia off at the ferry i listened to josh groban singing "you're still you" over and over again and getting a lump in my throat about it. it's what it is as sarita would say. it's been a weird week at work what with all the comeons and the the shadows of yookiness confronting me. i'm glad it's over. maybe i need to develop some prickliness or something. like a porcupine. then after everything bruce says to me "if i didn't know better, i'd think you were falling in love." "what do you mean?" i asked, knowing i was going to be irritated by his reply. "well you're just so bubbly and singing and bouncing around everywhere." "i'm like that all the time bruce. i always sing and bounce." "well you're just lighter." whatever. then later when he was leaving he grabbed my arm and told me to have a nice weekend with my new boyfriend. i told him it was none of his business and left it at that. it's so unspeakably annoying and i don't even know how to explain why.

we had a big panic just before lunch because we realized our beef stroganoff was inedible. neither lisa nor i had ever made it before and dave brought in a recipe for us which included seven and a half cups of a-1 sauce and sour cream. it was sooo yuck. tasted like pure bbq sauce with a little sour cream. we tried valiantly to save it but in the end admitted defeat. this meant we had to think of something else and quick. lisa was in high panic mode and cussing dave like nobody's business. luckily i remembered the spaghetti which we had just seperated into smaller containers and put in the freezer an hour before. so we did a lot of microwaving and luckily it was a really really dead lunch. deader than i've ever seen. EVER. i was glad that i was off extra early. i needed a weekend break badly.

tania's back for a week and not a word. i just happened to see her on msn. still i know nothing. nothing! i've been listening to fawlty towers all night. it makes me miss that fun summer i had with bethany and amay when we went to pipers every evening and got fawlty towers videos on the way home. fawlty towers is so frusteratingly funny.

i need to go to bed. tomrrow is dimsum and bruce lee. right now dough and kyle are a snoozin upstairs. they called me at sixish to say that they just realized that they wouldn't be able to make it back on the ferry tonight after their concert. like hello. doofuses. dough has a cold. we were discussing a few things but kyle was totally into going to sleep so i put them to bed. i let kyle keep the rubber glowing frog ring so he woudn't be scared at night. he seemed 'preciative. they are crazily taking the first ferry. why dough wanted to know. kyle looked sheepish. so you can play tennis? i guessed. "ya." he admitted. nailed it. nailed it right on. but really he can't wait to be back to his sarsie.