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the last few days, recounted...
Nov. 25th, 2000 05:24 pmyeah, i've been meaning to write this entry for a while, so here it is (i hope!)
on wednesday was the drive home from NJ.
leaving the house took way too long, as usual. my mom was already at work, but my grandmother kept fussing about, asking me if every little thing lying around is mine. i tried my best to remain patient, as thats just her caring, but i don't think i totally succeeded.
c'est la vie..
abi looked all concerned & down as i put on my coat & was gathering up my bags.. that made me feel nice in its own special way... i don't know if she can remember from visit to visit yet, but the way she reacts to me really makes me feel loved : )
the drive sucked.
NJ was more or less ok, but the amount of cops on the road kept my needle at around the speed limit (for once!).. but there's just something wrong about seeing 5 cops on like a 30 mile stretch of road.
NY state slowed things down to a steady 45mph through the tappan zee bridge, which still wasn't too bad... but as soon as i got onto 95, the fastest i went was 30mph. it sucked so hard. i kept second-guessing myself if maybe 684>84 was a better choice... but i can't imagine anything in southern connecticut was really drivable by that point...
so i sat there for over 2 hours of stop and go.
being able to go 60mph on 91 felt so good after that, and i was actually surprised how tame ost-hartford traffic was...
and right around that point in time, i realized it'd really be good to get something to eat. after some thought, i decided that calling adrian to see if he'd be up for grabbing some wendy's would be a good idea, as his house is along the way home, and that way i could grab something more substantial then anothr chocolate shake (my standard travel fare) and have some company through it. when i actually got a hold of him, i was quite pleasantly surprised to be told that i could have home made burritoes at their house... turns out bill told him of my predicament, and adrian was determined to have me fed & rested. and it was cool :) the food was yummy and it was nice to just chill out & chat for a while.
by the time i actually got home it was sometime between 8 and 9pm.
and was just not up to anything. my agenda for the evening was brushing my hair, showering, and taking off the bandages. and i was so scared of the last of these that i just sat online for a few hours, procrastinating.
in the end, i was not even done brushing my hair when bill called to say he was getting off work early, but it also worked out because we got to shower togther, and he helped me unbandage.
overall, the unbandaging was not as traumatic physically as its prospect was emotionally, but i found the scar to not only not be where i wanted it to, but to be bigger & less healed then i had expected. i am actually really not happy with it.
after that, it was still not very late, and bill decided going ot manray is a good idea.
my boob was sore and stuff, but i felt like going along with what he wanted, and figured getting out would be better then sulking at home.
overall, i am really glad we went. a lot of people were out, and i ended up talking to people a lot more then i usually do. i kinda hope its a start to a trend : )
and i got a lot of sympathy hugs, too, which were very appreciated, and realized another side effect of general anesthesia - it nullifies any alcohol tolerance previously had, and the one drink i had got me nearly shitfaced!
wish that woulda lasted longer! : )
by the time we got home, though, i was thoroughly exhausted, and was very glad to sink into the blankets.
i didn't sleep overly well, but that also turned out to be a good thing, as bill had misset the am/pm option of the alarm, so if it wasn't for me, we woulda way overslept thanksgiving.
the day started off way too early... and because we had still overslept by a bit, the first few hours were tough.
we left running only slightly late, but breakfastless. then we tried to pick up a bottle of wine to bring with us, to no avail. it just gave us all too much experience in how cold it was outside.
then came the driving.
first an hour to londonderry, then the other hour to the portmouth area. the last of which was following bill's mom, too, so it was slow driving...
the dinner event went more or less okay. i felt a bit uncomfortable and out of place, but not horribly so, and bill was good to come & check on me fairly often.
after finally getting out of there, we went to nashua... again, bill wanted to & i thought it best to go along with it...
we spent some time at kevin's, and saw MI2. i was actually surprised to find the movie really tolerable. after it, though, my tummy started reminding me of what i does without being fed every few hours, and we took off for denny's, stopping to fetch an adam on the way.
denny's was somewhat odd. saw neil, saw adam geek, got filled up by my huge milkshake before the (barely edible) food arrived. the whole experience left me feeling like something was missing.
yesterday was an odd day.
it was definately a lazy day, but i had much higher expectations for it, so it left me feeling rather l0serish and frustrated. also featured the $$-related stress - not yummy.
in the end, we ended up going to manray.
it was an odd night... not very crowded, very few people i knew. tobi was there though, and i was definately happy to spend some time with her : )
unfortunately the night did not end really well because first bill & i got into an argument because he got it into his head that i was more intoxicated then i was & started giving me shit for wanting to drive home, and then by the time adam & i made it to the afterparty (we stopped by hi-fi for foodstuffs) i found out bill was really not feeling well, and ended up just taking him home... i felt bad for both him cuz he wasn't feeling bad, and adam cuz he was getting dragged back & forrth like that.
c'est la vie, though.
i know worse things happen.
and today is definately just a lazy day.
in fact, i am still in my jammies.
morph is supposed to come by in a bit to hang out, but i don't know how much can actually happen because of $$ limitations...
we'll see... .
on wednesday was the drive home from NJ.
leaving the house took way too long, as usual. my mom was already at work, but my grandmother kept fussing about, asking me if every little thing lying around is mine. i tried my best to remain patient, as thats just her caring, but i don't think i totally succeeded.
c'est la vie..
abi looked all concerned & down as i put on my coat & was gathering up my bags.. that made me feel nice in its own special way... i don't know if she can remember from visit to visit yet, but the way she reacts to me really makes me feel loved : )
the drive sucked.
NJ was more or less ok, but the amount of cops on the road kept my needle at around the speed limit (for once!).. but there's just something wrong about seeing 5 cops on like a 30 mile stretch of road.
NY state slowed things down to a steady 45mph through the tappan zee bridge, which still wasn't too bad... but as soon as i got onto 95, the fastest i went was 30mph. it sucked so hard. i kept second-guessing myself if maybe 684>84 was a better choice... but i can't imagine anything in southern connecticut was really drivable by that point...
so i sat there for over 2 hours of stop and go.
being able to go 60mph on 91 felt so good after that, and i was actually surprised how tame ost-hartford traffic was...
and right around that point in time, i realized it'd really be good to get something to eat. after some thought, i decided that calling adrian to see if he'd be up for grabbing some wendy's would be a good idea, as his house is along the way home, and that way i could grab something more substantial then anothr chocolate shake (my standard travel fare) and have some company through it. when i actually got a hold of him, i was quite pleasantly surprised to be told that i could have home made burritoes at their house... turns out bill told him of my predicament, and adrian was determined to have me fed & rested. and it was cool :) the food was yummy and it was nice to just chill out & chat for a while.
by the time i actually got home it was sometime between 8 and 9pm.
and was just not up to anything. my agenda for the evening was brushing my hair, showering, and taking off the bandages. and i was so scared of the last of these that i just sat online for a few hours, procrastinating.
in the end, i was not even done brushing my hair when bill called to say he was getting off work early, but it also worked out because we got to shower togther, and he helped me unbandage.
overall, the unbandaging was not as traumatic physically as its prospect was emotionally, but i found the scar to not only not be where i wanted it to, but to be bigger & less healed then i had expected. i am actually really not happy with it.
after that, it was still not very late, and bill decided going ot manray is a good idea.
my boob was sore and stuff, but i felt like going along with what he wanted, and figured getting out would be better then sulking at home.
overall, i am really glad we went. a lot of people were out, and i ended up talking to people a lot more then i usually do. i kinda hope its a start to a trend : )
and i got a lot of sympathy hugs, too, which were very appreciated, and realized another side effect of general anesthesia - it nullifies any alcohol tolerance previously had, and the one drink i had got me nearly shitfaced!
wish that woulda lasted longer! : )
by the time we got home, though, i was thoroughly exhausted, and was very glad to sink into the blankets.
i didn't sleep overly well, but that also turned out to be a good thing, as bill had misset the am/pm option of the alarm, so if it wasn't for me, we woulda way overslept thanksgiving.
the day started off way too early... and because we had still overslept by a bit, the first few hours were tough.
we left running only slightly late, but breakfastless. then we tried to pick up a bottle of wine to bring with us, to no avail. it just gave us all too much experience in how cold it was outside.
then came the driving.
first an hour to londonderry, then the other hour to the portmouth area. the last of which was following bill's mom, too, so it was slow driving...
the dinner event went more or less okay. i felt a bit uncomfortable and out of place, but not horribly so, and bill was good to come & check on me fairly often.
after finally getting out of there, we went to nashua... again, bill wanted to & i thought it best to go along with it...
we spent some time at kevin's, and saw MI2. i was actually surprised to find the movie really tolerable. after it, though, my tummy started reminding me of what i does without being fed every few hours, and we took off for denny's, stopping to fetch an adam on the way.
denny's was somewhat odd. saw neil, saw adam geek, got filled up by my huge milkshake before the (barely edible) food arrived. the whole experience left me feeling like something was missing.
yesterday was an odd day.
it was definately a lazy day, but i had much higher expectations for it, so it left me feeling rather l0serish and frustrated. also featured the $$-related stress - not yummy.
in the end, we ended up going to manray.
it was an odd night... not very crowded, very few people i knew. tobi was there though, and i was definately happy to spend some time with her : )
unfortunately the night did not end really well because first bill & i got into an argument because he got it into his head that i was more intoxicated then i was & started giving me shit for wanting to drive home, and then by the time adam & i made it to the afterparty (we stopped by hi-fi for foodstuffs) i found out bill was really not feeling well, and ended up just taking him home... i felt bad for both him cuz he wasn't feeling bad, and adam cuz he was getting dragged back & forrth like that.
c'est la vie, though.
i know worse things happen.
and today is definately just a lazy day.
in fact, i am still in my jammies.
morph is supposed to come by in a bit to hang out, but i don't know how much can actually happen because of $$ limitations...
we'll see... .
