the kid and i went out shopping, and got stuck in a t-shirt store. great store, but unfortunately their gear was just not what i'm looking for. except for the M*A*S*H boxers, with the huge red cross marking the spot.
after fighting with a toy-store owner - he wanted to sell me something to spray cats with, and i don't think that spraying cats with water is very nice - the kid disappeared and i met up with spot for breakfast.
spot's reading robert jordan - lord of chaos again, and i picked it up and immediately flipped to dumai's wells - the most powerful scenario i've ever come across. if anyone were to put that to the big screen faithfully, it would be absolutely beautiful.
the breakfast was good, but i was too tired to enjoy it, and the lack of service was frustrating (and it wasn't the waitress' fault, apparently). however, spot got hit on by some old french woman, and i find that quite amusing.
walked home, napped, got up and onlined, and then realized that it was late if i wanted to go to the beach. the kid and i joined spot, his sister and his mom on the sand, and sat talking rubbish until the beach-dude decided that he wanted his chairs back.
the kid and i went to movie-ing, took out lucky number s7even (neither of us have seen it), and then visited mmf to watch the israeli version of american idol. we came home via the ice-cream parlour, i showered, and then discovered that none of my friends wanted to go out.
so i went out with our neighbour and her friend, for a largely amusing evening. i got home around 5am, played fallout 2 for an hour or two, and finally went to sleep.
now to clean, then watch the movie, and then go out to watch transformers!!!
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