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Jan. 20th, 2004 07:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elvendolli'm way behind on my caffienation.
in a brilliant show of presence of mind, i left for work this morning and left my laptop at home. and didn't realize this until i pulled into the parking lot.. at which point i went up, asked a coworker to email my boss for me, as she wasn't in yet, and drove back home. there, i grabbed an extra snuggle from the still-sleeping![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sol3, which made me realize that when i changed the alarm-time for him, i didn't turn the alarm *on*, set the alarm for him, stole a cinnamon bun from the kitchen table, took my laptop and drove back into the office.
now, i'm here and two hours behind on the caffienation process, and boy am i feeling it!
i had a very enjoyable evening last night.
sol3 and i had dinner with tafkar and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
quinnclub which was very educational (now i can't wait to try and make risotto!), comfortable and yummy.
after that was a ceremony excursion, and i felt more there in my skin (and my hair?) then i have in ages.
there is something about going clubbing when i haven't been for a few weeks that makes me happy to be there, that makes the loud music, twirly lights and people'd dancefloor seem like home - to the point where i had a craving to curl up in a sleeping bag and fall asleep there, waking up every couple of hours to see the club still going and then rolling over to go back to sleep (is it time for burning man yet?)
i was loving watchingtafkar and deirdre on the dancefloor, and more then a little envious of their ability to move. personally, i'd give an arm and a leg to be able to dance well.
(much later)
today has been a rough day.
i'm home now, and glad to be mellowing out. oy.
four years ago today my mom took me to one of her weirdo doctors, and there was a blood test done that felt more like palm reading. i'm perpetually curious about how much of that was a sham.
three years ago today is a reason for private entries - something was definitely up, but i have no clues as to what it was.
two years ago i popped into arisia, had yummy ethiopian food, and the ickyness i felt afterwards was probably from overeating - but it was a good day.
one year ago today i was taking a really intense class, craving sushi and recounting a weekend.
i'm looking forward to yoga tomorrow. just one week back, and i feel more in shape already; i just hope tomorrow is a better day then today was.
*sigh* my room is in the worst shape it has been in well over a year, and i have no energy or will to clean it.
in a brilliant show of presence of mind, i left for work this morning and left my laptop at home. and didn't realize this until i pulled into the parking lot.. at which point i went up, asked a coworker to email my boss for me, as she wasn't in yet, and drove back home. there, i grabbed an extra snuggle from the still-sleeping
sol3, which made me realize that when i changed the alarm-time for him, i didn't turn the alarm *on*, set the alarm for him, stole a cinnamon bun from the kitchen table, took my laptop and drove back into the office.now, i'm here and two hours behind on the caffienation process, and boy am i feeling it!
i had a very enjoyable evening last night.
sol3 and i had dinner with tafkar and quinnclub which was very educational (now i can't wait to try and make risotto!), comfortable and yummy.after that was a ceremony excursion, and i felt more there in my skin (and my hair?) then i have in ages.
there is something about going clubbing when i haven't been for a few weeks that makes me happy to be there, that makes the loud music, twirly lights and people'd dancefloor seem like home - to the point where i had a craving to curl up in a sleeping bag and fall asleep there, waking up every couple of hours to see the club still going and then rolling over to go back to sleep (is it time for burning man yet?)
i was loving watching
tafkar and deirdre on the dancefloor, and more then a little envious of their ability to move. personally, i'd give an arm and a leg to be able to dance well.(much later)
today has been a rough day.
i'm home now, and glad to be mellowing out. oy.
four years ago today my mom took me to one of her weirdo doctors, and there was a blood test done that felt more like palm reading. i'm perpetually curious about how much of that was a sham.
three years ago today is a reason for private entries - something was definitely up, but i have no clues as to what it was.
two years ago i popped into arisia, had yummy ethiopian food, and the ickyness i felt afterwards was probably from overeating - but it was a good day.
one year ago today i was taking a really intense class, craving sushi and recounting a weekend.
i'm looking forward to yoga tomorrow. just one week back, and i feel more in shape already; i just hope tomorrow is a better day then today was.
*sigh* my room is in the worst shape it has been in well over a year, and i have no energy or will to clean it.
