earlgreytea68 | Jun. 22nd, 2008

I did nothing on Friday night. Friday was an exhausting day at work, and I came home and basically collapsed.

bouncy_castle79 reminded me that the Daytime Emmys were on, and we watched them together. The Daytime Emmys have not changed in basically twenty years. It’s entertaining. Neither

bouncy_castle79 nor I have watched soap operas in years, and yet we still knew exactly who everybody was. After the Daytime Emmys, this absolutely laughable show called “MVP” premiered. This may be the most ridiculous show to ever be broadcast on network TV. So it makes sense that it’s really a SoapNet show that just got a special premiere.

On Saturday, I decided to switch my wardrobe, which is something I’d been putting off. I love living with seasons, and I don’t really mind the necessity for two wardrobes, but I hate switching them out. I wish I had enough space in my bedroom to keep all of them out at the same time. Plus, the weather here was genuinely cold (by my standards) until basically Memorial Day. And then, over Memorial Day, I got my Virus of Near Death and was sick for the next three weeks, so I just never changed them out. I just kept going in the other room to grab summer clothing as I needed it. But today I switched it out. It could just be because they take up more room, but I think I have more winter clothes than summer, which makes sense, as it’s cold here for a lot longer than it’s warm. On the other hand, I have much more summer work clothing. This also makes sense. In the winter, I just wear black pants and a sweater to work. Summer takes a lot more effort.

After I switched out the clothing, I went to Copley. For someone who loves the city she lives in, I’ve done very few Boston-y things lately, so I took the T down to Copley and went to the library. Now, normally I love the Boston Public Library. It’s in a beautiful building, with Sargent murals and a lovely courtyard. But today I was looking for something quite specific—Publisher’s Weekly—which meant I wasn’t wandering the library. The Internet card catalog told me I had to go to Periodicals, which I found. All of the periodicals are behind a desk; you have to ask the librarians to fetch the one you want. I said I was looking for the current issue of Publisher’s Weekly. The librarian looked at me and said, “What’s the call number?” I said, “I don’t know.” She said, “We need the call number.” Now she’s sitting in front of a computer. I am sure she could look up this call number. But she made me trudge back to a computer and look it up and come back. I hand her the call number. While she is off looking for that, a guy comes up and says to the other librarian, “I was supposed to come back to see if you’d located archival tapes for me.” The other librarian looked at him as if he had eleven heads and said, “Here? You were told to come here?” He replied, “Yes, I was looking for archives, and they said they would look for them for me.” The librarian said, “Here? I don’t think you’re in the right place. I’ll go look but we don’t have that stuff here.” She then emerged with archival tapes for the guy. Like, why were these librarians so negative and unhelpful? I hate my job, too, but I manage to actually do it.

Anyway, after the BPL errand, I came home and had lunch out on the balcony, since it’s so terribly gorgeous. And then, at

bouncy_castle79 ’s prompting, I turned on the baseball game, so that I could torture myself listening to Fox make up words like “clider.” But that only lasted so long, because my cable box is very, very broken. It freezes. The time freezes, and it won’t let me change the channel, or even shut it off, because it’s frozen. The delightful side effect of this was that it erased everything on my DVR. Every lovely David Tennant-related thing I had saved. I hope this doesn’t mean I have to reset my recording schedule, too. That is such a pain. The advice of the cable company was to unplug it, even though I’ve been unplugging it and it only fixes it for about half an hour. I told them that, and they graciously said they’d call me back to see if it breaks again. Lovely. So I turn it on…and now I have no sound. No sound, can’t change the channel. And when I tried to change the channel, it made my picture tinytinytiny in the corner of my screen. It’s awesome.

I never got the cable resolved because…my sisters came to visit! Both of them! Including the one who hates to leave the four-block radius of where she lives! This was really a major event for her to come up to Boston to visit me, so much so that Youngest Sister kept it a surprise. I went out to parallel park the car for her, and she was like, “Surprise!” and there was Middle Sister. It was all very exciting! They brought along their next-door neighbor as well, and we had the most spectacular time. I love Boston, I truly do, but I also love how near it is to my family, that my sisters can do things like pop up for a night.

We went to Border Café for dinner, my favorite restaurant in Boston which I don’t go to nearly enough. I hardly ever go to Harvard Square, and I don’t know why, as I love it dearly. Actually, I do know why, because it’s annoying to get to public-transportation-wise and it’s annoying to drive to because it’s all under construction for God knows what reason. But it was nice to wander around Harvard Square. The weather was perfect for meandering. We bought stuff at Urban Outfitters, including little Henry the Gnomes, because we felt sorry for them and our father’s name is Henry, and I naturally stopped for tea at Tealuxe. It was an altogether lovely evening.

When we got home, I led everyone in yoga. We are all hyper, nervous, anxious people with racing pulses. We totally need to calm down a bit, so we all participated in yoga. It was actually really nice, and everyone was very relaxed afterward. Youngest Sister said I ought to give yoga classes as a hobby.

After yoga, we debated which movie we should watch (since my cable is being so temperamental). We finally settled on Charade. Only Middle Sister stayed up until it finished, around 1 a.m., and she really enjoyed it, which is ironic, as Middle Sister never watches old movies.

I woke around 8. This amused Middle Sister when she found out; she thought I should have slept much later. Everyone else was certainly sleeping. I wandered out to the living room and watched “Turn Left” by sticking my headphones into the laptop, so I wouldn’t disturb everyone else. This meant that I didn’t really hear any of them moving around, although they were all up by the time I finished the episode. We walked to the crepe place behind my house for breakfast, and then we watched this horrible show called “Made” on MTV in which a girl spent an hour basically whining.

And then they left, which was sad, because it’s always nice to have them around. Eventually, I’m sure they would drive me crazy, but it was lovely for the weekend. However, they left and I figured out that BBCA is doing a mini-marathon of S2 DW episodes. Which is nice, as I can’t change the channel, as my cable is once again frozen. I’m going to have to call the cable company again, so they can tell me to unplug my cable box again…

Oh, and here's my wordle. It's "A Brem Tale," and I kind of passionately adore it.