Five Days Left.
Insomnia came for a visit again tonight. Its four twenty nine a.m. right now on the computer clock, which means that it is actually closer to five right now. I've been up for a long while, but I fought looking at the time until around four. I just really didn't need to know... Fuck. Its nights like this, where I really wish I had cable television... Its been gone for months now due to a delinquint bill that'll never get paid. I could be watching reruns of Law and Order on A&E or that stupid Canadian version of Trading Spaces... But alas, nothing on again but the acne infomercial... all the other channels that I get are snowy until somewhere around 5:30 when the church sermons will begin and last until somewhere around noon.
Luckily my friend Garry is storing his stuff here until he finds himself a better landing place to live. I found in one of his bins the Godfather box set, which is good, because i've never seen a Godfather movie, so atleast I have something to keep me busy over the next few hours until sleep creeps back in.
I went for acupuncture yesterday in hopes of stimulating something in this uterus of mine. It was wierd. I went to a place I found in the phone book that was near me. A little sketchy, but totally authentic. No balding middle aged white hippies who have come to peace with they're inner Dr. of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The acupuncturist and I faced a strong language barrier. I tried to explain to him for fifteen minutes that I wanted him to help my body bring on some good strong contractions so I could give birth soon. He thought I wanted an abortion. We had some banter back and forth with some moments resembling a bad charade game at a party, until his wife came out from the back and (thankfully) did some translation for us. He looked much relieved when he realized that it wasn't an abortion I was seeking, but a birth. I went and layed down in the back room and proceeded to have six carefully placed needles rammed into some very sensitive meridians. Mr. Womb-dweller flipped and flopped and danced his little heart out to the mild contractions I was having, but as soon as those needles were out, he went back to sleep and my contractions faded to a dull nothing. Sigh. I think the only thing that came out of that session was some really low blood pressure from having to lay on my back with a thirty pound belly crushing my arteries...
From this point on, i'm just going to try and not think about birth. I have to go in this coming week for a number of stretch and sweeps, but thats about it. No more herbs. No more meditations. No more hot baths and curries that make my stomach spew out very spicey shit. Trying to make a baby come is like trying to teach your dog to do the dishes. You have good intentions, you hope it will work, but no matter how hard you try, it just ain't gonna happen.
I've started making lists of books and movies I want to check out in the days following this birth. My girlfriend Andreas daughter (who is 6) has suggested that I borrow her Harry Potter books. She assures me, with the sassiness of a 6 year old, that they are a great read, and I don't doubt her for one second. Then, she says, when i'm done reading all of them, I can borrow her movie, but I have to give it back right away because she still wants to watch it all the time. Sounds good to me.
So the first four Harry Potter books are on my list. (feel free to add your suggestions. Please note. I don't like Sci-Fi.)
*Stupid white men.... and other sorry excuses for the State of the Nation - by Micheal Moore. Looks good. Micheal Moore makes me laugh.
*Snow Falling on Cedars. I remember Adam telling me that this was a really good book and he and I share a lot of the same tastes in literature, so... I figure i'll give it a shot.
* The Red Tent. - Anita Diamant. Everyone keeps going on and on and on about this book. I'd better read it.
* The Roaches Have No King. I read this years ago, lost my copy and now desperately want to read it again... Must start looking through the used book stores...
* Me Talk Pretty One Day - David Sedaris. I searched for Geek Love at Amazon and this came up as a suggested read. It actually looks good. So i'll give it a shot.
Ok. Thats enough books. I'll be reading until X-mas.
Now my movie list. I never watch movies. The F-Ex had stolen sattelite, so sometimes we'd watch a new release but I generally fell asleep during most of them, so other than some nasty pornos, I haven't seen a new movie since The Others were in the theater. Please also feel free to add in your suggestions, keeping in mind that I still hate Sci-Fi.
- A beautiful mind.
- The Royal Tennenbaums
- Saving Private Ryan
- Tootsie
- Gladiator
- Oceans Eleven
- Amelie
- The Princess Bride
- The Lord Of the Rings
- Indiana Jones flicks
- The Sound of Music
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