I got home Friday night and Sonya was in rare form, listening to Placebo, studying me appraisingly and drinking rum and coke. As I've mentioned before, Sonya chooses her drunks with great care. I knew I was in for an enlightening and entertaining evening.

Sonya sat down at the computer and started surfing, ending at the Hard Candy website. She tried to order some make-up, but she had just finished her drink when the site came up and told her the on-line order form didn't work.

"You, boy," she said, pointing at me, "are taking me to Dillard's. I need nail polish."

What was I to do? A drunken request from Sonya carries great weight. Off we went, braving the near-freezing temperatures and pouring rain (again). At one Dillard's we got lipstick. At another we got nail polish. Then we went home, where Sonya continued to drink and painted everyone's fingernails.

I haven't worn nail polish since college. I wore glossy black all the time my freshman year, 'cause it matched my hair so well. This stuff, all dark glittery silver, was a completely different thing. I got lots of interesting looks from anyone who saw my hands, too.

Saturday was Spend Money on the Computer Day. The poor machine deserved it, to be honest. Since we got it it has been setting on a fine cushion of dust, cigarette ash and dog hair, which couldn't be good for it. The monitor's been precariously balanced on a tiny marble bistro table, just looking for an excuse to fall over.

We took care of all that, though. We got a nice cherrywood desk to hold the whole mess us. James and I put it together Saturday night in what was something mysteriously akin to an Amish barn-raising, just with more buttons and fewer whiskers.

[You know, I can make fun of the Amish all I want to here. If they see this, they're using technology. Who can they tell?]

We got some speakers and a printer cable, too, so we could hook up the printer Sonya's parents gave us for Christmas. And a couple of games, including Tomb Raider II.

Which I'm going to play now.

[Golly, this entry is awfully geeky, isn't it? Video games, Sonya surfing for lipstick, buying computer crap...

Personally, I'm hoping the whole thing blows up on the first of January next year. Then I'm gonna get me some sheep, take 'em down to to Tom Lee Park and be a shepherd, just like I wanted to do in college.]

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