An Uneventful Wednesday...

Well well... it's been a while. Weeks have come and gone, and things have happened and not happened. Today was a funeral. Err... that is, I will be playing at a funeral in nine hours, even though I really have, because I'm writing this at 6:42 pm MST on 3/9/06.

We talked last night, as usual. Sarah was mad at Señora for accusing her of cheating and mad at her mom for being overcontrolling since their move to Montana. Sarah is 17 now and her mom still has an 11:00 curfew, which we both agreed is unreasonable. Her mother doesn't seem to trust her much, considering that she is a responsible young woman.

Sarah was also a little bummed that I had opted not to do the La Ci Darem La Mano solo with her. I sort of understand... I mainly didn't want to do it with her because our relationship would make it weird (to me) to be singing to her, trying to lure her into bed. It has very little to do with the music or Sarah's voice.

We went to Safeway and bought some cookies, as well as copious amounts of hygiene products for me, such as an Oral B Hummingbird, Old Spice Classic (more on this later), Gillette Moisturizing Shaving Cream (the new Fusion series), some floss (just in case the Hummingbird doesn't work as expected), and some soap. More about the soap later too. Go to the Hummingbird website if only to watch the little hummingbird follow your cursor around. Fun stuff.

Okay... first about the Old Spice... Sarah told me she loved the classic Old Spice scent, and I used to wear it too, so I got some... but then when we smelled it, it had so much alcohol in it, it made me gag. All was well, though, for when I put some on, the alcohol quickly evaporated, leaving the ordinary Old Spice scent :). Now for the soap. I have dry skin, so I was going to get the soap that looked like it would best moisturize. That turned out to be Dove Nutrium because it had vitamin E and moisturizing crap... except... then I found it it's pink. That's okay and all... but what's a guy supposed to do to moisturize his skin without feeling so... pink? Eh, it's not important. Just disappointing.

Now for the cookies.... we got Pepperidge Farm snickerdoodle soft baked cookies because I had a craving. They weren't bad, but they weren't as soft as snickerdoodles should be. Don't buy them unless you honestly can't make some yourself, because they're a disappointment. Even if you're a crappy cook, what you will make will still be better than the Pepperidge Farm cookies.

I also put some photos on my myspace place... I need friends, though, and the invite function isn't working properly. So here is my invite link.

Okay, that's enough.