The Day (Uninteresting Title, Eh?)

Disclaimer: This post is from the archives, and may not represent the current views of the author. It also may not be at all interesting to read. Continue at your own peril!

I’m not sure what to say about today. I did stuff, but that stuff wasn’t all that exciting. When I got up, everyone in my house had already left for the day, so I was all alone. I didn’t even hear them leave today. There was a note on the table telling me to do stuff – empty the dishwasher, and vacuum and dust the living room, dining room, and family room. I was thinking of just not doing it, but then I figured that they could have told me to go cut the grass or something, so they were being easy on me. So I did them. The morning was fairly uneventful. I did my regular routine – had a shower, got changed, went down to the computer, etc.

So anyways, I had a wonderful lunch of toast with grape jam on it, and was just settling down to have a nice boring day, when lo and behold, Melissa called. She told me to come over since I was probably bored at my house – which I was – and I told her that I didn’t want to. Of course, no one ever believes me anymore when I say that, since I always say the exact opposite of what I want, so she continued to pester me, threw out all my excuses, and told me Steph was there – although I can’t say that really made me want to go over there any more. I’m really not sure how that would convince anyone to want to go there, but that’s the reason she gave, anyways. So I told her I’d be over once I was finished vacuuming. She said something about that being a stupid excuse, but it really wasn’t an excuse since it was the truth. I did as I said, then grabbed my mp3 player to load myself with music as I walked the entire ten minutes or so to the Staats house.

On my way through the parking lot, I saw Jeff getting out of his car, so I went over his direction and said some friendly greetings. He and Zeth were apparently getting together to play guitar or something, even though that ended up never happening. We headed inside and watched Star Trek: Generations instead. Zeth and Josh introduced Jeff to Star Trek the day before by watching some other movie, so he was going on and on about seeing it again – so Zeth put this movie in and we watched. It was alright until near the end, when things just got really cheesy and pointless. Of course, pretty much all of Star Trek is already that to begin with, but this was cheesy and pointless to the extreme. They were riding on horses in their Starfleet uniforms, for goodness sakes. But anyways, it wasn’t too bad. Afterwards, Zeth, Jeff, and I went downstairs and played some Star Wars (I’m not sure which game it was exactly) for X-Box, then segueing into a bit of Halo. Steph, Melissa, and Kristy were busy upstairs making peanut butter cookies, which didn’t turn out too bad, but were really, really peanut buttery, so they were hard to swallow. We still ate them all, though.

After that, a bunch of them played Spoons while I watched. If you don’t know what Spoons is, it’s basically like musical chairs, only with cards and spoons instead. You pass cards around the table and try to get four of a kind before anyone else. Then when you do, you grab a spoon from the middle of the table. There is always one less spoon than people around the table, and after one person grabs a spoon, everyone else has to. The one who doesn’t get a spoon gets a letter, and you spell, of all words, “spoons.” I know, it’s rocket science, but I’m trying to explain it as best I can. Anyways, it gets pretty violent and bloody sometimes, so it’s fun to watch as people tear each other apart for that last spoon. After that, Steph, Melissa, Becca, and I started up a rousing game of Skip-Bo, which we didn’t finish because Mrs. Staats came home and started telling people to do stuff. She was a little grumpy, but she snapped out of it when people started helping out. Melissa and I cut up potatoes to make french fries, and in the process found a really nasty-looking mutated potato with some weird growth sticking out of it. We ate it anyways.

In case this gets back to Mrs. Staats like the last time did, I must say that she makes wonderful hamburgers. They were delicious. I retract my earlier statement about her cooking – I don’t remember exactly what I said before, and I can’t seem to find it in my blog, but I said something about her burgers being gross or something, entirely joking of course. Anyways, there were leftover fries, so Mrs. Staats made me eat them because she didn’t want to throw them out or keep them – I readily obliged, because I’m nice that way. Then, after supper, I was repeatedly mauled by Ezekiel, then I beat him in an arm wrestle, which isn’t overly hard considering he’s like half my age. He was the one that suggested it, though. But that kid’s pretty cool – he actually comes up with some good burns sometimes, which obviously means he’s been listening to his older brothers. After a little bit of that, Mrs. Staats headed all around town, dropping off Zack at a birthday party at the Wayne Gretzky Centre, going to Timmy’s to get coffee, going to the bank to get money, and then dropping me off at home.

That was my experience at the Staats’ today. I’m sure that no matter what, it’s always more interesting than at my house – without a doubt. Of course, we don’t have little kids running around everywhere, which probably accounts for much of that, but we also just don’t do anything here. I can’t even remember the last time I played a board game – we used to do it “as a family,” but that was years ago. The most exciting thing that happens around here now is my parents talking about their day at work, which is never really all that interesting in the least.

Anyways, I got home and listened to a message on our answering machine from Sears. Apparently they just got around to reading my resume or something, and now they’re interested. So I have to call them back tomorrow, as well as call Marco Sales to see if they have any openings. Apparently Josh just decided to quit his job there, but oh well. I’d still work there, just because it’s a job, and it’d get my parents off my back. They’ve been badgering me constantly to keep calling everyone under the sun to see if they have openings. But anyways, enough of that. I think I’m just going to end this entry off here, because I have bigger and better things to do. Bethany lent me her sister’s book, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, and considering the size of it, I’ve got a lot of reading to do. I’ve already read five chapters, but that’s barely a dent in the sheer magnitude of the book. It’s about an inch and a half thick or something, and although the print is a good size, that’s still a lot of reading. So I guess I should continue reading that so I can actually return it to her within the next century. Over and out.

2 responses to “The Day (Uninteresting Title, Eh?)”


Yeah, please finish the book before the next century. =)I want to read it again before the next century rolls around!
~The Owner of the book


I’ll try, I really will. But you might just have great-grandchildren before you get it back 😛