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Unfortunately, now is not the time or place…

I received the following email message our of the blue from my cousin yesterday:

hi it susan….. ur email name is so werid

That’s it. No subject line or anything. I’m not really sure if I’m suppose to respond to that or not? Is it just a statement? An opening to conversation? What?

I know it’s weird. That’s why I picked it.

I take special pleasure knowing that I’ve gotten my sister into bands like M83, Home Video, Bent, Annie and The Arcade Fire. There is some amazing power you have introducing someone else to something they otherwise never would have approached on their own. If only you all lived closer, I could corrupt all of you and become mad with power.

I just watched the disk in my BBC History of World War II DVD box about When Hitler Fought Stalin. Man. I don’t think we’ll ever really be able to comprehend the bloodshed and complete lack of humanity that was shown on both sides of that conflict. 33 Million Dead. Terror from every side. To have survived that kind of war you had to either have really good karma…or the really bad.

In response to my last post about my crazy obsession with all things movie, my friend Josh sent me an email, the begining of which I will repeat here:

“I think of you less as the face of consumerism, and more as a super evolved pop culture terminator, stomping on the bones of lesser pop culture enthusiasts, your pop culture terminator brain processing movie and CD know how at a rate and speed mere mortals would gasp at if they could only understand what it all meant.

“Seriously, I have no idea where you find the time to watch all that.”

In other news, I am horribly embarassed to find out that the word “segway” is really spelled “segue”. Shit.

So you can probably guess from my lack of posting lately that I’ve been working a lot of overtime lately. What you probably (hopefully) didn’t guess is that the OT is going to continue for at least the foreseeable future (aka, the month of August). Dave isn’t going to be working for us after all. He had family commitments and couldn’t find an apartment in Bennington, so he regrettably decided against coming back to us. Ah, oh well. So begins more meaningless making of the money, which I can’t spend, because I can’t ever get away from work. Going to work for 6 days a week isn’t fun people.

My family came back Saturday from Cape May. My mom thanked me for the great job I did watering her plants. I tried to keep a straight face the whole time, as I not once actually watered a plant.

In work news our store and more specifically, myself, will be featured on our corporate website for the kickass job we (I) did last week. We crushed our show numbers, putting about 30% through the show (our goal is only 15%), and our Category A numbers, with something like a 284% increase in sales from the same week last year. That was pretty much all me. I had two awesome sales last week, one over 6 grand and one over 10 grand that included a Lifestyle 48 and 7 additional rooms of sound. So my picture, name, story and everything is going to be out there for the Regional Sales Group (RDG) to see!

I usually do something at the middle and the end of the year where I tell you all of my insane movie statistics and while I’m a little late for the halfway point of this year, July’s numbers are so crazy I couldn’t not put them out there for you to gawk at like some pinhead in a freakshow.

You ready? Here we go! As of today…

# of DVDs I Own: 777
# of DVDs I’ve Bought Just this Year: 199
[For those of you not so good at math, yeah, that’s over a quarter of my collection. No wonder I don’t have space for anything!]

In July:

# of Movies I Saw: 50 [That’s a personal best by 3.]
# of Movies I Saw for the First Time: 46 [That’s ALSO a personal best by 6.]
# of Movies I Saw in the Theater: 8

So Far This Year:

# of Movies I Saw: 237 [As compared to 157 in 2003 and 202 in 2004.]
# of Movies I Saw for the First Time: 202 [As compared to 88 in 2003 and 175 in 2004.]
# of Movies I Saw in the Theater: 43 [As compared to 29 in 2003 and 36 in 2004.]

I’ve also picked up 96 CDs this year.

That’s right, if blatant consumerism had a face, it would look like mine. Feel free to hurl things at me any time.

Oh man, after the rain yesterday the weather went right back to beautiful. Cool breeze, no humidity…it’s so freakin’ awesome outside! Which, of course, means that I’m going to be stuck in work until 7 tonight.

I also seem to be feeling a lot better now too. Come to think of it, a lot of the congestion in my head and the ringing in my ears went away recently, only to come back yesterday and the day before. Now I’m closer to normal though. I’m wondering if it has anything to do with the humidity and what it does to the plants? Hmm.

Last night I went to Quizznos for the first time. Not bad. Little on the pricey side, considering their “secret ingredient” is to heat your sandwich up, but it was definitely a good sandwich so you can’t really complain. Finally went around and did all of the chores I had been avoiding all week. House is a little cleaner now, thankfully. Just two more days of having the house to myself now. Jeremy is coming over tonight, so that should be real good fun.

I’m really starting to run out of space in my room. I need to convert all of my walls into shelves, like avid readers do. I really should either A) move my comic books somewhere else, or, more practically, B) buy another shelving unit. Where would I put it though?? Gah, damned if I do, damned if I don’t. There doesn’t seem to be an end in sight to my madness.

I doubt I’ve already told you this, but the family is out of the house this week, gone to Cape May, New Jersey. So it’s just me and the dogs here. I feel a little bad for them, leaving them here all day alone. For instance, yesterday I worked the full work shift, so I was pretty much out of the house for almost 12 hours. Can you imagine not eating or going to the bathroom for almost 12 hours? You’ve got to hand it to them, they are troopers.

Saturday Ross came over and we watched a movie and listened to some CDs. We had a pretty good time when we pulled out my old senior year Yearbook and Ross started reading the notes people left for me. What’s amazing is how much you forget…and how much you can then remember. I surprised myself at how many in-jokes from the lunchroom table I could remember. Funny that.

In honor of my friend Clancy, whom I thought I saw walking the streets of Manchester the other day (the guy had the same hair, same body type, same Green Lantern t-shirt; I could have swore it was him. I almost had a major car accident trying to see if it was really him) I present to you an amusing quote, with no explanation required:

“No, God doesn’t hate you. God loves you. But only you. And everyone else out there knows it. THAT is why your life sucks.”

I met this girl today who would have been perfect for me; cute, smart, great personality, was wearing a Ramones t-shirt. The only problem? Her age. She couldn’t have been more than 16 years old.

There is this girl with blond super curly hair that walks by the store everyday that I just find fascinating for I don’t know what reason. Rachel says she’s Russian. I’d like to talk to her sometime. Anyway, yesterday Rachel said something to the extent of, “Hey Ben, there’s your girl.” I looked up and immediately replied, “She’s wearing a different top from this morning.” My obsession with the regulars who walk past our windows every day will never end.

Right before we closed our doors for the night a cute Scottish lass from the Horse Show came in and bought a SoundDock. Dark hair, sexy voice, nice butt. I have to say, it was the first night no one bitched about a customer keeping us late.