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so i've had quite the busy week.. and this is going to be my attempt to talk about it...
monday i drove in from NJ; i made decent time if you discount the fact that i was in a total daze while driving, stopped once and went the wrong way on 287 for about 5 miles... i got home, vegged around the house, took some nyquil, and, suprisingly enough, had a horrible time trying to sleep. i think i got maybe 4 hours of sleep, tops, despite being in bed for over 7...
tuesday morning i woke up, and the cold seemed to be subsiding. i was really scared to trust that, though, as for me, colds wake up a bit after i do, and usually hit me full on around 2 pm.. but, the afternoon was passing by, and i felt ok, cold-wise...
on the way home i gave bill a call, and we decided that hanging out for a bit would be a good idea, as it had been a few weeks and his w2's came here... so, we agreed to meet at denny's, after some discussion of when and whether to invite others... basically, at first, i thought it would be just the two of us, which would be cool... but then he told he was bringing his gf, which kinda annoyed me on two levels - first, he didn't ask me, and second, i hadn't seen him in weeks, and i wanted to just chill with him, and i think her being there would have strained things a bit. tactful as ever, i got my message across in a less-then-ideal manner (by telling him there should definately be others with us if he's bringing her), but as he never told me the message went through loud and clear, i arranged to expand the table he and he were already at (with some other people as well).
in theory, if i had known bill was coming alone, i would have gotten a table for just the two of us, but, getting to see and hang out with brian & star was good, too : )
of course, i ended up staying there way too long (til like midnihgt, i think) and drinking waaay too much coffee (4 or 5 cups) and when i did get home, i was not sleepy at all. so, it was another night of under 4 hours of sleep...
wednesday, i came home feeling rather wrecked... but, cabin fever was setting in, too, as i'd spent the weekend in NJ (and thus without any social interaction other then with family members - which doesn't count). so, i spent 2+ hours laying down (awake) before grabbing dinner with him and heading off for the club.
well... in theory, i wasn't going to be staying there till close. i really wasn't going to. but, i had dinner leftovers in his car, and books here that i needed to return to him. and then evilness happened. evilness that caused me to be out past 3am. (sushi. yummy sushi. only heathens can say no to yummy sushi, right?). so, that was one more night of less then 4 hours of sleep...
thursday, i came home, i stayed up long enough to win an ebay auction (yay!) and blush a lot over email, and went to sleep really early.
for more reasons then i want to list here, friday at work was an odd day. my concentration level was shot to hell, and all i wanted was to get home... and 5pm couldn't roll around anywhere nerly quickly enough!
getting home, i cleaned up a bit of the house (mostly my room) and got ready for the evenings activites, which involved a rather (expectadly) disapointing venture onto lansdowne st., nicely satisfying drinks at manray, an unexpected party here and lots of other goodness : )
unfortunately, all that left me to be somewhat wrecked for the beginning part of saturday, which included a 9am wakeup (just in time to say goodbye to him and her as they were on their way out), a cancelled trip to copley, as the bostix site did not list any tickets for the 2pm showing of marat/sade, getting full price tickets over the phone and not sleeping for the remainder of the time i had before leaving the house...
the show itself was really good. unfortunately, most of the first act, which was the one with more action/content to it, is kinda blurry, as at least half my concetration was going to keeping myself awake :( but yeah - really really worth seeing. and now i'll be looking for a copy of the play to read.
between after-play lunch/dinner and some hanging out with him, i found myself home alone at around 8pm. and for some reason, i decided to "lay down for a bit" before taking a shower. well. i woke up around 1am. realized there wasn't really anything i could reasonably do, and went back to sleep. i woke up at 6am and 9am, and forced myself back into sleep both times.
i ended up getting up at noon, realizing there is no milk for cereal in the fridge, and ate a mozzarella(sp) stick for breakfast while hanign out with the roomies...
during all that, he did some quick tarot for me - which was pretty neat for a first experience with it, just because it was so laid back and home grown. i am not sure how i feel about tarot and haven't given too much thought to the cards yet, but for the three card spread, i drew one card i can't remember, death and the hierophant(sp); for the one card, i drew the princess of cups (and yes, possible interpretations are more then welcome in comments : ) )
after that, i decided that its just too nice of a day out to be indoors, and my friend roma & i went for a walk that turned into a walk and dinner : ) it really was incredibly nice out, and it felt great to be actually out & about, and talking to him, as we really haven't seen enough of each other over the past couple of years..
and now that i've vegged at home for a bit, i'm going to grab him, grab coffee (well, hot chocolate, most likely) and watch the season premiere of six feet under.
gee, can you tell i bumble up a bit when it looks like springtime?
: )
monday i drove in from NJ; i made decent time if you discount the fact that i was in a total daze while driving, stopped once and went the wrong way on 287 for about 5 miles... i got home, vegged around the house, took some nyquil, and, suprisingly enough, had a horrible time trying to sleep. i think i got maybe 4 hours of sleep, tops, despite being in bed for over 7...
tuesday morning i woke up, and the cold seemed to be subsiding. i was really scared to trust that, though, as for me, colds wake up a bit after i do, and usually hit me full on around 2 pm.. but, the afternoon was passing by, and i felt ok, cold-wise...
on the way home i gave bill a call, and we decided that hanging out for a bit would be a good idea, as it had been a few weeks and his w2's came here... so, we agreed to meet at denny's, after some discussion of when and whether to invite others... basically, at first, i thought it would be just the two of us, which would be cool... but then he told he was bringing his gf, which kinda annoyed me on two levels - first, he didn't ask me, and second, i hadn't seen him in weeks, and i wanted to just chill with him, and i think her being there would have strained things a bit. tactful as ever, i got my message across in a less-then-ideal manner (by telling him there should definately be others with us if he's bringing her), but as he never told me the message went through loud and clear, i arranged to expand the table he and he were already at (with some other people as well).
in theory, if i had known bill was coming alone, i would have gotten a table for just the two of us, but, getting to see and hang out with brian & star was good, too : )
of course, i ended up staying there way too long (til like midnihgt, i think) and drinking waaay too much coffee (4 or 5 cups) and when i did get home, i was not sleepy at all. so, it was another night of under 4 hours of sleep...
wednesday, i came home feeling rather wrecked... but, cabin fever was setting in, too, as i'd spent the weekend in NJ (and thus without any social interaction other then with family members - which doesn't count). so, i spent 2+ hours laying down (awake) before grabbing dinner with him and heading off for the club.
well... in theory, i wasn't going to be staying there till close. i really wasn't going to. but, i had dinner leftovers in his car, and books here that i needed to return to him. and then evilness happened. evilness that caused me to be out past 3am. (sushi. yummy sushi. only heathens can say no to yummy sushi, right?). so, that was one more night of less then 4 hours of sleep...
thursday, i came home, i stayed up long enough to win an ebay auction (yay!) and blush a lot over email, and went to sleep really early.
for more reasons then i want to list here, friday at work was an odd day. my concentration level was shot to hell, and all i wanted was to get home... and 5pm couldn't roll around anywhere nerly quickly enough!
getting home, i cleaned up a bit of the house (mostly my room) and got ready for the evenings activites, which involved a rather (expectadly) disapointing venture onto lansdowne st., nicely satisfying drinks at manray, an unexpected party here and lots of other goodness : )
unfortunately, all that left me to be somewhat wrecked for the beginning part of saturday, which included a 9am wakeup (just in time to say goodbye to him and her as they were on their way out), a cancelled trip to copley, as the bostix site did not list any tickets for the 2pm showing of marat/sade, getting full price tickets over the phone and not sleeping for the remainder of the time i had before leaving the house...
the show itself was really good. unfortunately, most of the first act, which was the one with more action/content to it, is kinda blurry, as at least half my concetration was going to keeping myself awake :( but yeah - really really worth seeing. and now i'll be looking for a copy of the play to read.
between after-play lunch/dinner and some hanging out with him, i found myself home alone at around 8pm. and for some reason, i decided to "lay down for a bit" before taking a shower. well. i woke up around 1am. realized there wasn't really anything i could reasonably do, and went back to sleep. i woke up at 6am and 9am, and forced myself back into sleep both times.
i ended up getting up at noon, realizing there is no milk for cereal in the fridge, and ate a mozzarella(sp) stick for breakfast while hanign out with the roomies...
during all that, he did some quick tarot for me - which was pretty neat for a first experience with it, just because it was so laid back and home grown. i am not sure how i feel about tarot and haven't given too much thought to the cards yet, but for the three card spread, i drew one card i can't remember, death and the hierophant(sp); for the one card, i drew the princess of cups (and yes, possible interpretations are more then welcome in comments : ) )
after that, i decided that its just too nice of a day out to be indoors, and my friend roma & i went for a walk that turned into a walk and dinner : ) it really was incredibly nice out, and it felt great to be actually out & about, and talking to him, as we really haven't seen enough of each other over the past couple of years..
and now that i've vegged at home for a bit, i'm going to grab him, grab coffee (well, hot chocolate, most likely) and watch the season premiere of six feet under.
gee, can you tell i bumble up a bit when it looks like springtime?
: )
