And even when you thought they were done, they weren't...

So when I got home from class on Thursday, the floor was down, looking great. After two days, the idiots finally put it all down.

But Saturday, only two days later, I went into the kitchen, and noticed that a part of the vinyl, right in the middle, was not sealed down to the floor. Could have the idiots really not put enough adhesive to glue the floor down?? I couldn't believe it. So today I had to call Jim, my Home Depot flooring friend, to tell him the whole story of everything that happened, and what is going on now. I am hoping he can get someone out here, after work one day, and fix this damn thing.

Besides that, this weekend was a bizarro one. On Saturday, it snowed. It looked like it came down pretty hard. It was snowing, and it was cold. But then yesterday, Sunday, it was about 65 degrees and sunny. Any signs of snow were quickly gone.

Saturday, while Melissa enjoyed the day with her mom and the evening with her friend, I stayed home working on a paper and watching twelve episodes of "Lost" (yes, that many). I actually enjoyed them and got into the story. Now it'll make the newer episodes more enjoyable to watch.

Yesterday, Melissa and I took a random drive through random towns, to Worcester and back. I never knew about towns called Douglas, Menton and Hopedale, but they exist and I can say I've been through them.

And today? Halloween. Boo!

And then they still weren't done...

They kept working until 7:30 PM yesterday, but they could finish because it was getting late and cold, and there was a chance that the vinyl would crack if they brought it up.

I was going to take off this morning so that they could come back, but Melissa agreed to stay home. They got here at 8 AM this morning, and continued working. They told her that they didn't have any baseboards to put back on the wall, so Melissa actually had to go to Home Depot, buy new ones and adhesive, and come back so that they could put it on for us.

Melissa also told me a cool story... they had to get the vinyl in the house THROUGH THE WINDOW. Some idiot rolled up the vinyl the long way, so it would not fit through the door. They had to have some guys outside and some guys inside, getting the vinyl through the window. And somehow, it worked.

I just hope that when I get home after class tonight, the kitchen looks like the best kitchen in the world.

They finally showed up...

... at 2:30.

They could have been here at 8 and be way done by now, but they are working on it right now.

A big SuFi today to...

...Triple A Flooring.

I am home from work today, waiting for these guys (who subcontract through Home Depot)to actually show up to install our new vinyl kitchen floor. They told us they would be here between 8 and 12, and it is currently 1:13 PM. I called a couple of times already - first, I got some voicemails, and then I spoke to some lady to told me "well, they should be on their way." Well, apparently they are not. They made me waste my whole morning and there were no signs of them showing up. I wish I could decide whether or not I was going to pay them for the job, and if they ask if I sent my payment I could say, "well, I THINK it should be on it's way..."

Henry, what do you do for fun?

I feel like a bag of asses today. My nose is running and I am having trouble keeping up with it, and I have a lump in my throat. But I am about to embark on a journey to find a perfect pair of sneakers and a perfect pair of boots to wear with jeans. I love quiet, non-busy Fridays.

So Wednesday night Melissa and I went to see Henry Rollins do his spoken word thing. He was up there, non-stop talking for two and a half hours. That guy has energy! And he is a disturbed, weird guy, and I love it. He went into some politics rants, and told some stories of things he's recently done or had to endure. Like the cab driver named Ijaz that basically tried to hit on him ("come to Pakistan with me, and we will live together"), and his Trans-Siberian Express train ride where he did not have enough food or water. He is a brilliant man.

I survived another night of classes last night, even though the ass feeling was beginning. I got back some papers I did (not horrible) and i realized that the semester is halfway over already. I love it, but I will love it more when the semester is all the way over.

Happy Friday, you silly bitches.

Ugh work.

When one goes on vacation, even for just a few days, why does one eventually have to go BACK to work?

I enjoyed my days off on Thursday and Friday. But ever since I got back yesterday, up until right now, it has been non-stop work. I haven't had any mini breaks that I usually have during the day, in which I can go online, play with my fantasy sports teams, read up on my ESPN news and do whatever. But this is really the first time I have stopped what I was doing to catch my breath. My email inbox, when I got into work yesterday, had about 60 emails, 45 of which were new. I managed to get my inbox down to 14 emails. This is definitely the worst thing about going on vacation: coming back.

But I have to say, I am now obsessed with quoting Dane. I do it whenever an opportunity approaches. I have Dane quotes in my head all day. "Wrangler jeans and jellies!" "Start your day off the holy way, with Christ Chex!" Ugh, I need professional help.

There are a few things to look forward to - tomorrow night Melissa and I are going to see Henry Rollins do his spoken word thing. And Saturday is the Judy and Chris post-wedding celebration. Should be interesting.

SPINS! YAY! LET'S DO SPINS!

Dane Cook is the muthafukin man.

Melissa, Red, Steve and I went on a little road trip to Waterville, ME on Friday and went to Colby College to see Dane. It was rainy the whole time, and when we finally got there, we saw a long ass line and we had no idea where to park. But somehow, things worked out - we found a space not too far from the gym, and we ended up on a much shorter line (the hugely long line was for will call tickets).

We got into the gym and sat in the bleachers on the side... good enough view (although it was fucking hot in there). At 9, there was an opener, Jay Davis, who pretty much sucked. But Dane came on and was awesome. He started off saying some stuff about Maine: "I love Maine! Makes me feel like eating cotton candy. It's Vacationland!" He did a lot of bits from his CDs - the car accident ("I was in my KITCHEN cleaning a DISH, and I HEARD IT, so I CAME OUT"), turn ons slash turn offs, his kids Optimus Prime and Megatron, one night stand, being Catholic. He threw in some new ones, like going to the movies (or cinematic adventures), or how Celine Dion says the word love ("lourve"). Typical, funny Dane.

After his show, we were hoping to figure out what Dane would be doing, but there was no way to figure that out. We ended up at Friendly's for dinner and ice cream.

On Saturday, after some yummy breakfast at Denny's, we drove (through some more rain) up to UNH to check it out (and secretly hoping to run into Dane, since he was performing there at night). We also stopped by Melissa's parents on the way home. After we finally got home, it was time to relax and sleep.

And today is going to be a lazy day at home with football, laundry and school readings. And *sniff* it'll be back to work tomorrow after my four day weekend.

F-Rod.

The Yankees season is over. And why shouldn't it be? They played like shit last night. They played like someone shit on their coats and in their pants and they played like little bitches.

Especially A-Rod. And Matsui. Alex didn't even get one RBI in the series. And in the ninth, after Jeter singled (and Jeter was one of the only ones to do well in this series), A-Rod hits into a double play. The one thing he shouldn't have done. And Matsui? He only left 8 men on base, and grounded out with two men on to end the game. Unbelievable.

There better be some changes before next season. Kevin Brown will finally be off the payroll. Bernie will be gone. And they need a center fielder who can hit and run and throw, and they need some decent middle relief guys.

At least I can rest easy at night, not having to worry about late night playoff baseball. I'm now rooting for a White Sox - Astros series, with the ChiSox winning it.

"Welcome to the thunderdome, bitch!"

Saw "Waiting..." this past weekend. Dane was in it, but he wasn't in it enough. It was still pretty funny, and I laughed at all the Dane parts, of course.

So what has been going on besides the loss of Bear... Red Sox were eliminated (swept by the ChiSox), Yanks play game 5 tonight against the Angels. Today is Columbus Day but I am at work, and it's gonna be a boringful boring day. And I'll be taking Thursday and Friday off (although I still have class on Thursday). And Dane in Maine is this weekend!

Ok, I need to find things to do today otherwise I will be losing my mind. I do have some more schoolwork to do...

Ode to a little bear.

Our hamster, Stella (aka Bear) died today. We knew this was inevitable - she's been all slow and really tired all week. Too tired to eat, drink, move around. She couldn't even open her eyes. But today she finally passed on.

She did live a good life. She was really cute (cute as a little bear, which is why we called her that). She loved peanuts, lettuce and cucumbers. She started off being nervous and not wanting to be picked up, but she finally got over that. She never bit us. She was always cute. And we will miss her.

Next he's gonna give her a scrunchy or a banana clip...

Dane kissing Charlize Theron's ass. Literally. How does this guy do it?

City of blinding lights.

Last night was the long-awaited U2 concert at the Garden. Here's the setlist, straight from U2.com:

City of Blinding Lights
Vertigo
Elevation
Cry / Electric Co.
The Ocean
Crumbs From Your Table
Still Haven’t Found
Beautiful Day
Miracle Drug
Sometimes You Can’t Make it on Your Own
Love and Peace or Else
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Bullet The Blue Sky
Miss Sarajevo
Pride in the Name of Love
Where the Streets have no Name
One

First Time
Stuck in a Moment
With or Without You

All Because of You
'40'

It was an amazing show. Bono knows how to work and excite a crowd, and the Edge's guitar playing is underrated. The stage setup was cool, the light shows were cool. They did do a lot of newer songs (I would have enjoyed it better if they played some different songs) but they were mostly songs I knew and enjoyed.

In addition, the Yankees won and the Red Sox lost. And Dane was on Leno and was hysterical.

But today, I am so tired.

Of course...

... the Red Sox made the playoffs too. Are we going to see another ALCS between the two teams? Probably.

It is time for another Schilling diary entry, considering he pitched yesterday:

"Dear Diary,

I have mixed feeling this morning after I pitched and won and we made the playoffs. I am happy because, thanks to the Lord, I pitched well and we clinched the Wild Card! But I am also feeling some sadness becasue it has been a tough year for me, with my injuries and pitching in the bullpen for awhile, and because the Varitek and Mirabelli families did not want to join my family in going to church anymore. Also, I do not understand Manny. I was trying to tell him something that would be beneficial to his career and he just walked away from me! I know it is just Manny Being Manny, but NO ONE walks away from me. NO ONE. I told Jonathan Papelbon that if he ever walks away from me during a conversation, I will break his arm. The only reason I will not do that to Manny is because I am scared of David Ortiz.

So, yay! We are in the playoffs and we are playing the White Sox. The Yankees are playing the Angels. I hope we get to face the Yankees again in the ALCS. Wouldn't it be great to see more clips of my bloody sock from last season? I spoke to my good friend, Tim McCarver, and he said he would make sure that happens, just for me. He is just a fabulous announcer. Even Shonda thinks so.

So Jesus, give us the strength in the playoffs. And I will do my best to give as much advice as I could to all the pitchers. And the hitters, too. I would tell David what he could be doing better, but I think he might eat me.

Thanks again for listening, diary.

Love, Curt"

Playoffs!

The Yanks victory and the Indians loss made things easier for my beloved Yanks - they win the AL East and are going to the playoffs. Thanks to an 8-4 win today... Unit pitched well, A-Rod, Sheffield and Matsui homered. It was good for me. The Red Sox can still win the wild card if they win tomorrow or if Cleveland loses. If the Sox lose and Cleveland wins, then there will be a one-game playoff.

But I won't gloat or be obnoxious about the Yankee win. What I want to do is complain about fucking FOX. Melissa and I cannot agree when it comes to baseball, but we can agree that Tim McCarver is horrible and that FOX sucks at broadcasting games. During the game, they kept showing a split screen with the Indians-White Sox game, but they were showing the Yanks-Sox in a small screen that you could barely see. It was annoying! And McCarver said some stupid things as usual throughout the wholw game.

So tomorrow the Sox has to win with Schilling on the mound. My favorite.