My name is Otto, it means eight.

Sniff, another weekend with no internet. It hurts. Oh well, Wednesday shall see the end of that.

We tore up the ceiling in the sunroom due to suspected water damage, which we did find. It sounds simple, doesn't it? And yet it took five of us. Admittedly I was mostly painting, and Robert's wife Jennifer was kinda standing there. But still. Now we have to seal the stains and kill the mold and caulk everything and reinforce a split piece of wood. Then close it back up with new particle board/plywood/whatever the hell. So that was fun.

And D has started tearing up the yard. We're going to kill all the grass in the backyard, tear it up and replace it with groundcover. I HATE the shitty grass that's back there now. Lots of sticker/burr things. Plus it's just hella ugly.

But we finished painting the bedroom, most of the kitchen and nearly all the unpacking. I'm taking my friend Mark (and more importantly, his pickup) to Denton tonight to get more stuff from my parents' house...luckily we're good enough friends I don't have to feel bad about using him for his pickup. I just fill up gas and coffee and he's happy, I'm sure. Anyhoo, getting more neat stuff for the house, including a cuckoo clock my cat really loves. Like, a lot. I just hope he doesn't try to mount it at some point. The kitten has never seen it, I'm sure the cat will teach him all kinds of bad things...

And the phone people (unfortunately, AT&T, which only makes me think of a recent The Nate and Di Show episode...) are coming out Wednesday to set up the internet and landline for our security system. Their window of arrival? Between 8am and goddamn 6pm. Hope you're planning on entertaining yourself inside your house all day. Got my right hand and a fully stocked liquor cabinet, bring it on. Ah, now if only I were the one not working that day...

Very jazzed to see not one, but TWO new episodes of Cinemaslave ready to go! I still maintain my stance on Hollywoodland being less than great, but I have to say that in retrospect, it is one of the better theatre releases as of late.

I feel the house slowly closing in on 'presentable.' I can taste it, my friend.

Ooh, and finished season 2 of House, M.D. Now that last episode? That was some good shit. The episodes are by nature a little formulaic, which is fine since they're fairly intelligent and well written, but not only did this one break formula, it was fucking creepy. I wouldn't go so far as to say it bothered me (and I'm not talking about eye scenes although this one ALSO had a huge doozy of an eye scene even I had to keep watching), but almost. The brain is such a complex delicate thing that I'm more positive than ever that most people do not operate on an "even keel," whatever that is. Anyway, damn good stuff.

And now, to surreptitiously burn Cinemaslave onto two CDs since I cannot get it onto my ipod here at work...