apocalypsos | It's been that kind of a weekend.

So what have I done since I posted yesterday morning?

-- I went grocery shopping with my mom so she could buy the stuff she needs to make Christmas cookies. To give you some idea of how many cookies she makes every year, she had to have spent about two hundred bucks on cookie ingredients alone.

-- I started cleaning the apartment yesterday and got as far as about halfway done before my mom called and said, "Want to go to the movies?" So I went with her to see Law Abiding Citizen, which I'd only recommend if you've got a strong stomach for gore and highly questionable issues of sexism. Although maybe I should give it credit that of all of the female characters, it's the black females who make it through alive? Eh, that's probably throwing it too big a bone on that count. I don't know, I want to like it because there's something there that's actually kind of clever, and I do like Jamie Foxx and Gerard Butler, but ... well. There's a LOT of fail going on there.

Of course, I thought we were getting out of the movies earlier than we did, and by the time we got home I was officially in no mood to do anything, much less go out with Jess. So I went to bed early instead.

-- I cleaned almost all of the rest of the apartment. Right now I just have to straighten up my front room and put away my laundry. Oh, and clean the litter. I even rearranged my computer desk, so now the only things on it (not counting shelves and drawers) are my laptop, netbook, monitor, printer, and my pens, which I figured I might as well keep there in their cups anyway. And I got out the Fly pen and charged it up, just for the hell of it.

-- My mom called and asked if I would start a pot roast for her this afternoon, and while I was there my dad proposed to my brother and I that we try another round of Christmas card photos. See, my parents put one of their cats on the Christmas card every year, sitting in front of a thematic background and surrounded by stuffed penguins or whatever. But my mom makes them sit there and wants someone to hold them down and basically make it as stressful as possible. So my dad suggested we just set something up on one of the chairs they sit on all the time anyway and arrange around them when they settle in. It worked like a CHARM. We got a bunch of really good photos, so hopefully my mom will like one of them.

-- I found out the cops in town are lousy. Which isn't news, really, but apparently my uncle's house got broken into and the cops didn't do a damn thing. To be fair, they just work out of a single office. But seriously, there's been a rash of these robberies around town and in the next one over (where there's supposedly been 300 in two months), these jackasses stole something like a thousand bucks in quarters in a big plastic bank that was for my cousin -- who's, like, FIVE -- and any idiot can dust for fingerprints. Ugh. I swear, I've never seen these cops do anything other than write two-dollar parking tickets (hey, it's a small town, they're really cheap) and catch speeders, and that second one depends on whether or not they're busy chatting with passersby in the Turkey Hill parking lot. I only wish I were joking about that one.

-- I'm about to go watch TAR. And if I'm lucky, Lance will get hit by a bus during this leg. Hey, I can dream.

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You'll notice, of course, that writing is nowhere on that list of things I got done this weekend. *sigh*