Friends

Tonight I sent my blog link to a number of my friends in Canada, San Francisco, and other places too far away to visit on a regular basis.  I hope that wasn’t a lame thing to do, as I don’t want it to seem like a “look at me!” kind of thing.  I really just miss having contact with the people who are special to me, and I never seem to get around to writing emails because my inbox is filled with lots of work crap and customer support requests from Retrostats and the like.  I want to tease Clancy about his sperm count, laugh with Franca, and hear Larry say my name as if he’s genuinely happy to see me :)  I miss talking to Daphne, an amazing woman from China who emigrated to San Francisco, learned English, and then studied a number of computer-related courses so she could support her family.  She introduced me to the wonders of “hot pot”—you don’t know how good a duck uterus can taste until you’re eating it in the company of a friend.  I also miss Jie Liang from San Francisco, although we’ve lost touch—she was kind enough to give me my love of red mung bean cakes, and she always invited both me and my cockatoo over for dinner.  Nothing says “good times” like a cockatoo sitting on your soup bowl.  Then there’s Brendhan, from Toronto, or Vancouver, or perhaps someplace in-between, always ready for a heart-to-heart even when we haven’t spoken for years.  There’s Donna and Brenda, the freaky cat-owning lesbians (why anyone would want to own cats is beyond me, sheesh), Jackie, the only really good memory I have of my university years, Steve, who always got us the best pet-store discounts and pet-store gossip, and I could go on and on and on.  I hope some of them will pop by for a visit and say hello, because I really do miss them all.

I now have the unenviable task of waking Eli up and moving her so the little dogs can go outside for their final potty trip.  Eli is sleeping so peacefully, the cats are peaceful, and I’m going to throw a wrench in the works.  The little dogs need to learn to pee in cups or something for when these situations arise.  I promised Eli she could spend the entire night upstairs tonight—the first time since we got the new cats—so I think it’s going to be an interesting evening.  Luckily there’s no reason to get up early, as the Superbowl doesn’t start until almost 3:30 pm our time (but the Animal Planet Puppy Bowl starts at 3pm, I think)(I’ll TiVo it and watch it later, because hey, PUPPIES!).  Considering that I won one of my Fantasy Football leagues this year (beating both Tie Domi and his wife in the process, nyah!), and I placed second in my other Fantasy Football league (beating out Tie Domi and his wife in the process, nyah!), I’m feeling Superbowl disinterest.  The Patriots bore me and while I like the Eagles, I don’t like Terrell Owens.  I’m hoping the Eagles will win with T.O. on the sidelines, because even though “God” has promised him he’ll be able to play, I hope “God” gets preoccupied with something else like, oh, tsunami survivors or genocide in Darfur.

Posted by Leigh-Ann on 02/05 at 11:53 PM

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  1. Tease me about my sperm count all you want - the sperm ranch never did get off the ground - but I got my wife prenant! Yes, Patty is due in June. We got married in September, so you do the math. I am a stud!

    This is my second attempt at leaving a comment, so obviously I’m better at impregnating people than leaving comment on blogs.

    Posted by Clancy  on  02/07  at  07:21 AM
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