I spent a lot of time at the Corcoran’s retirement house during my three days week-end doing little homy tasks such as preparing a corner in my closet for LL to park his cheap 1L suit this summer as it is now official that he will be living with us starting in May. I also watched “bewitched” and the only time I laughed is when I remembered Kevin D. asking me once if I had seen “Will Ferrell’s dirty sex tape” (sic).
Anyway there was some logic behind my cocooning WE as I am not going to be home much in the coming days. You see FHC will be very busy scooping pets’ poop: I have been asked by a friend of mine who happens to be a part time pet owner to housesit two miniature dogs starting Thursday in Adam’s Morgan. Strangely enough, Kevin D. [who has been diligently letting my plant die of thirst for years when I am on business trips] waited for my positive answer to remind me that I had also promised to him that I would housesit Olliver-D-Le-Chat while he is on tour (don’t be excited, “being on tour” for Kevin D. mostly means getting some weird stomach bugs in motels in rural America). Finally, LL is also coming to spend his spring break in DC on Tuesday. Therefore, I’ll find myself having to take care of two dogs, a cat and a Jew at the same time in two different locations. This is such a liability but definitely a rewarding one: changing cat litter, taking regular long walks at night, discussing law cases. I never had any pet as a child, not even the slightest handicapped guinea pig or fish and I really wonder why everybody always picks me….
…. Incidentally I also read a third of Your Perfect Right “Assertiveness and Equality in your life and relationship” this week-end…
Isn't obvious that the only reason people ask FHC for favors is because they know he can't ever decline? It's the same strategy I used when I first invited him home with me.
Posted by: LL | Monday, March 13, 2006 at 01:02 AM