Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
How Bad it Got
The Day After
From: Concerned Co-Worker
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:41 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
are u ok?
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:45 AM
To: Concerned Co-Worker
Pretty far from it, actually.
From: Concerned Co-Worker
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:46 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
We got robbed - I don't know what they were thinking.
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:52 AM
To: Concerned Co-Worker
It doesn't matter any more. I've decided to become a Cleveland Indians fan.
From: Concerned Co-Worker
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:55 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
That is crazy talk. You are not abandoning your team!!!
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:59 AM
To: Concerned Co-Worker
I can't take the Twins' brand of baseball any more. I need a team that's willing to pay to keep its talent, not pass it on for not even a handful of f*cking PROSPECTS.
Besides which, Grady Sizemore is HOTT.
From: Concerned Co-Worker
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 10:00 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
You are changing teams for a piece of as$. I am so disappointed in you.
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 10:06 AM
To: Concerned Co-Worker
It's always been about the butts. I've never pretended differently.
The Day After The Day After
From: Sister Meghan
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008, 8:01 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
Subject: HYA
How are you today? Feeling better?
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008 8:08 AM
To: Sister Meghan
Subject: RE: HYA
I think I'm having an existential crisis. Asking the hard questions.
I'm also thinking of taking up ceramics. That seems like a nice, non-painful hobby, and at least I'd have something to SHOW for it.
From: Sister Meghan
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008 10:18 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
Subject: RE: HYA
What hard questions are you asking?
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008 10:29 AM
To: Sister Meghan
Subject: RE: HYA
Oh, you know, questions like:
Why would I continue to be a Twins fan when every time I grow to really love a player, they disappear to the free agent market or get traded for a microphone?
Should I quit baseball all together? Could I if I even wanted to?
Or, should I just quit the Twins and find myself another team? Because, clearly, I am constitutionally incapable of NOT becoming overly emotionally invested, to the point where my mental stability is in peril.
And, if I do abandon baseball, or even just the Twins, then what exactly does that leave me with? Who would I be then?
Those kinds of hard questions.
And, of course, the hardest one of all—how interested am I, really, in living in a world without Johan?
From: Sister Meghan
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008 10:32 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
Subject: RE: HYA
Well, you could become a Mets fan. At least he didn't go to the Yankees....
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008 10:41 AM
To: Sister Meghan
Subject: RE: HYA
Yes, thank God for that. It is a small consolation that he's gone to the National League, which means I'll hardly ever have to SEE him pitch in another team's uniform. I don't know if my heart could take it.
Or, make that, I don't know if the cold, dead space that used to be my heart could take it.
A Few Days After That
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Monday, February 4, 2008, 10:50 AM
To: Batgirl
Subject: Johan
None of my co-workers were at all surprised that I took a sick day on Wednesday.
On Thursday I took down all the photos that I had up at work.
The next, and most painful, step will be to take down all the stuff at home and put away my jersey.
And I am straight-up mad at everybody.
From: Batgirl
Sent: Monday, February 04, 2008 1:41 PM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
Subject: Johan
i know, i know. i've chosen to pretend it hasn't happened.
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Monday, February 04, 2008 1:49 PM
To: Batgirl
Subject: Johan
Yes. That's probably best.
Except that, well, the change will become painfully apparent on opening day, when a certain butt is noticeably not doing a certain waggle on the pitcher's mound.
(*Insert pained, weepy sigh here.*)
But then again, I probably won't be able to see anything through the tears, anyway.
I serously cried for five hours on Tuesday night. I came home from work, grunted in the general direction of the children, and then went directly to bed with a box of tissues and a pizza. The girls didn't even know it had happened until My Ho called and told them.
DemiGoddess the Elder made me snickerdoodles.
From: Concerned Co-Worker
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:41 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
are u ok?
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:45 AM
To: Concerned Co-Worker
Pretty far from it, actually.
From: Concerned Co-Worker
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:46 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
We got robbed - I don't know what they were thinking.
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:52 AM
To: Concerned Co-Worker
It doesn't matter any more. I've decided to become a Cleveland Indians fan.
From: Concerned Co-Worker
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:55 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
That is crazy talk. You are not abandoning your team!!!
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 9:59 AM
To: Concerned Co-Worker
I can't take the Twins' brand of baseball any more. I need a team that's willing to pay to keep its talent, not pass it on for not even a handful of f*cking PROSPECTS.
Besides which, Grady Sizemore is HOTT.
From: Concerned Co-Worker
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 10:00 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
You are changing teams for a piece of as$. I am so disappointed in you.
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Wednesday, January 30, 2008 10:06 AM
To: Concerned Co-Worker
It's always been about the butts. I've never pretended differently.
The Day After The Day After
From: Sister Meghan
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008, 8:01 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
Subject: HYA
How are you today? Feeling better?
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008 8:08 AM
To: Sister Meghan
Subject: RE: HYA
I think I'm having an existential crisis. Asking the hard questions.
I'm also thinking of taking up ceramics. That seems like a nice, non-painful hobby, and at least I'd have something to SHOW for it.
From: Sister Meghan
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008 10:18 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
Subject: RE: HYA
What hard questions are you asking?
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008 10:29 AM
To: Sister Meghan
Subject: RE: HYA
Oh, you know, questions like:
Why would I continue to be a Twins fan when every time I grow to really love a player, they disappear to the free agent market or get traded for a microphone?
Should I quit baseball all together? Could I if I even wanted to?
Or, should I just quit the Twins and find myself another team? Because, clearly, I am constitutionally incapable of NOT becoming overly emotionally invested, to the point where my mental stability is in peril.
And, if I do abandon baseball, or even just the Twins, then what exactly does that leave me with? Who would I be then?
Those kinds of hard questions.
And, of course, the hardest one of all—how interested am I, really, in living in a world without Johan?
From: Sister Meghan
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008 10:32 AM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
Subject: RE: HYA
Well, you could become a Mets fan. At least he didn't go to the Yankees....
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Thursday, January 31, 2008 10:41 AM
To: Sister Meghan
Subject: RE: HYA
Yes, thank God for that. It is a small consolation that he's gone to the National League, which means I'll hardly ever have to SEE him pitch in another team's uniform. I don't know if my heart could take it.
Or, make that, I don't know if the cold, dead space that used to be my heart could take it.
A Few Days After That
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Monday, February 4, 2008, 10:50 AM
To: Batgirl
Subject: Johan
None of my co-workers were at all surprised that I took a sick day on Wednesday.
On Thursday I took down all the photos that I had up at work.
The next, and most painful, step will be to take down all the stuff at home and put away my jersey.
And I am straight-up mad at everybody.
From: Batgirl
Sent: Monday, February 04, 2008 1:41 PM
To: EverydaySuperGoddess
Subject: Johan
i know, i know. i've chosen to pretend it hasn't happened.
From: EverydaySuperGoddess
Sent: Monday, February 04, 2008 1:49 PM
To: Batgirl
Subject: Johan
Yes. That's probably best.
Except that, well, the change will become painfully apparent on opening day, when a certain butt is noticeably not doing a certain waggle on the pitcher's mound.
(*Insert pained, weepy sigh here.*)
But then again, I probably won't be able to see anything through the tears, anyway.
I serously cried for five hours on Tuesday night. I came home from work, grunted in the general direction of the children, and then went directly to bed with a box of tissues and a pizza. The girls didn't even know it had happened until My Ho called and told them.
DemiGoddess the Elder made me snickerdoodles.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Still Nursing the Gaping Black Hole Where My Heart Used To Be*
I cannot go to the oceanI cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you're gone and I'm hauntedAnd I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that
Easy to walk right in and out
Of my life?
Goodbye, my almost loverGoodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romanceMy back is turned on you
Should have known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
*But I am out of bed now, so that's something.
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