thursday april 30

today i had five different people come to my house to drop things off or pick them up. it sort of felt like living in one of those sitcom apartments where people are just constantly dropping in whenever they feel like to hang out, except that no one could actually come inside.

monday april 27

today i had to extend my usual work shift by 10 minutes to finish up everything i needed to, since hearing alice deejay's "better off alone" on a spotify playlist with 30 minutes left in my day had prompted me to watch electric circus youtubes for the next half-hour.

sunday april 26

today i watched furious 7 as part of my ongoing efforts to become a 'fast guy'. upon finishing the movie, i wished i'd somehow not known about paul walker's death, since i feel as if - without that knowledge - the kayfabe-breaking ending would have come off as some of the most surreal moments ever put on film.

thursday april 23

today i caught a minute or two of the very end of an episode of family feud, which featured a fast-money question that asked 100 people to name something a woman owns that has a strap. when steve harvey announced that the contestant's answer - a bra - earned a score of 51, my girlfriend earnestly said, "wow, that was probably the number one answer."

monday april 20

today i asked my girlfriend to teach me how to use a hairpin.

friday april 17

today i received an email from an acquaintance that was sent to me and one other person (a stranger). the level of familiarity in the email - which expressed excitement for an upcoming tv show that i had no reason to be excited about - clearly indicated it wasn't meant to be sent to me, which i thought the other two people on the thread would realize in short order. instead, they sent two additional reply-all messages to discuss the upcoming show. each time i received another one of these messages, i weighed whether i should say something to alert them that they were sending them to the wrong person, or if i should keep assuming they'd figure it out. i still haven't said anything, and now i feel like they're waiting for me to contribute to the thread with my thoughts on the show's trailer.

tuesday april 14

today i played crash team racing nitro-fueled with my girlfriend, who got so upset after doing poorly in two or three races in a row that she heatedly demanded i "email them" (presumably the game designers?) for an explanation.

monday april 13

today i was relieved to receive an email from iracing.com which said, "we were unable to process your subscription renewal." although i never actually subscribed to the site, a luke adams from kentucky did and mistakenly(?) used my email address during his registration. the monthly auto-renew confirmation emails i'd previously received were from an automated/unmonitored iracing.com email address, and it wasn't as if my credit card was being charged, so i'd decided the simplest course of action was to ignore those messages. but it'll be nice not to get them at all anymore.

sunday april 12

today i watched training day (2001) for the first time. watching it was not unlike recently seeing the first fast and the furious for the first time -- in each case, i felt as if i'd gotten to know the movie so well over the years from jokes, tweets, memes, and off-hand comments that i didn't expect to watch it for the first time and be like, "wait, this is what happens in this movie?"

thursday april 9

today i was called out by my girlfriend for wearing a "fully stained outfit" (separate food stains on my shirt and pants) when we were about to join a zoom session.

tuesday april 7

today i was thinking about going to bed when i began to hear a persistent - and unsettling - scraping noise that seemed to be coming from the unfinished utility closet off of our bathroom. fearing the worst, i scanned my office for some sort of weapon before i went to investigate, ultimately settling for a cardboard box that i hoped could be thrown over anything that might have found its way into the closet.

after going into the bathroom, closing the door behind me, and steeling myself for a confrontation, i swung open the closet and watched in horror as some sort of mouse-rat creature beneath the floor drain clawed at the grate in an apparent attempt to get up through it. it kept at it for several seconds even as i got nearer and tentatively attempted to bang my box against the floor to scare it away.

after the creature finally headed back underground, i quickly went and grabbed an old bowl that fit more comfortably atop the grate. while i was comforted that the thing's potential point of entry seemed to be cut off and that the sound didn't start up again, it was another two hours before i could actually fall asleep.

monday april 6

today i celebrated my birthday at home. while it certainly wasn't the first time i'd ever done that, it was the first time since reaching adulthood that i'd been able to do it without feeling a little bad about not having made grander plans.

sunday april 5

today i watched my girlfriend tear up with joy when our goodfood delivery arrived on time after not showing up at all last week.