New Month, New Chances for Procrastination and Missed Opportunities
Back from Arizona, after a plane ride filled with thoughts of death. It's never a good sign when they have to restart the computer while you're on the runway. Still, it worked out okay. We were a little late, but better late than dead.
The trip was fun, though went by quickly. The baby was sick and we didn't get to do any of the sightseeing or fairgoing we had planned. But that's okay.
Didn't get home and to sleep until after 1:30 AM yesterday. I was exhausted at work today until one of the doctors sent me to Dunkin' Donuts on a coffee and donut run. My Cappuccino Blast perked me right up.
Watched "High Noon" with farbeyondblue as part of our film class homework (and, Megan, I'm sorry the library didn't have "Invasion of the Body Snatchers," but on the plus side we saw some tight pants/fine asses, and Grace Kelly's tiny dress, and baby Lloyd Bridges, and CouchPants). Then, as I was dozing and internet-browsing in the middle of doing laundry, my cousin called to see if I would mind babysitting for a couple hours. I just got home at 1:00AM.
My original plan for Sunday, October 1st, was to go downtown to see John Hodgman at Borders at 2 PM. In order to get there on time, I'd have to take the 11:00 AM train, and probably wouldn't get home until 6 PM. My dad is coming over around 11AM (which, in DadTime, is closer to 12:30/1:00) to fix the driver side window of my car, which collapsed before my AZ trip. Although I never actually physically help my dad with any of the mechanic work on the cars, I've always stayed and hovered out of courtesy. But, now... Hodgman... I bought his book... but... I don't know. I'm tired. We'll see what goes down tomorrow.
The trip was fun, though went by quickly. The baby was sick and we didn't get to do any of the sightseeing or fairgoing we had planned. But that's okay.
Didn't get home and to sleep until after 1:30 AM yesterday. I was exhausted at work today until one of the doctors sent me to Dunkin' Donuts on a coffee and donut run. My Cappuccino Blast perked me right up.
Watched "High Noon" with farbeyondblue as part of our film class homework (and, Megan, I'm sorry the library didn't have "Invasion of the Body Snatchers," but on the plus side we saw some tight pants/fine asses, and Grace Kelly's tiny dress, and baby Lloyd Bridges, and CouchPants). Then, as I was dozing and internet-browsing in the middle of doing laundry, my cousin called to see if I would mind babysitting for a couple hours. I just got home at 1:00AM.
My original plan for Sunday, October 1st, was to go downtown to see John Hodgman at Borders at 2 PM. In order to get there on time, I'd have to take the 11:00 AM train, and probably wouldn't get home until 6 PM. My dad is coming over around 11AM (which, in DadTime, is closer to 12:30/1:00) to fix the driver side window of my car, which collapsed before my AZ trip. Although I never actually physically help my dad with any of the mechanic work on the cars, I've always stayed and hovered out of courtesy. But, now... Hodgman... I bought his book... but... I don't know. I'm tired. We'll see what goes down tomorrow.