Who needs physical well-being.
Sep. 10th, 2002 04:49 pmPoor pooky got his internals scoped out today. Mmmm, flourescing guts. They didn't tell him anything of the results but apparently there were no obvious gushing holes or whatever.
Last night, he kindly brought me a cup of tea shortly before bed...not realizing that Raspberry Quince is in fact a _black_ tea. And, of course, I just drank it because, well, there was a mug of tea in front of me. Whups. So much for sleep.
Another moderately useless day. Must get brain in gear. It's hard when facing the giant mildewing wet blanket that is Focal.
On the bright side, we are not going down to the shore til Saturday, so I can take as much time as I need picking up my stuff from the Asylum truck on Friday.
Got lots of productive scheduling done with Beth last night. Now we just have to sort out the holidays...*shudder* (We have a notion about inviting all the parents up for Thanksgiving dinner, thus punching everyone's family clock all at once. My suggested addendum: and then we announce the whole relationship thing, har har!)
I want my bike, but more specifically, somewhere safe to ride it. Want playa!
This morning's realization: I have been bitchy where I should not, and then made excuses to myself for it (there was _some_ justification, but not enough to excuse my behavior). I am resolved to make my apologies (Friday, because these things should be done in person).
Last night, he kindly brought me a cup of tea shortly before bed...not realizing that Raspberry Quince is in fact a _black_ tea. And, of course, I just drank it because, well, there was a mug of tea in front of me. Whups. So much for sleep.
Another moderately useless day. Must get brain in gear. It's hard when facing the giant mildewing wet blanket that is Focal.
On the bright side, we are not going down to the shore til Saturday, so I can take as much time as I need picking up my stuff from the Asylum truck on Friday.
Got lots of productive scheduling done with Beth last night. Now we just have to sort out the holidays...*shudder* (We have a notion about inviting all the parents up for Thanksgiving dinner, thus punching everyone's family clock all at once. My suggested addendum: and then we announce the whole relationship thing, har har!)
I want my bike, but more specifically, somewhere safe to ride it. Want playa!
This morning's realization: I have been bitchy where I should not, and then made excuses to myself for it (there was _some_ justification, but not enough to excuse my behavior). I am resolved to make my apologies (Friday, because these things should be done in person).