where have i gone?
i appear to be more busy than usual.
also, i have sars. that makes me fall asleep upon arrival at home. it also leaves me without a voice and suffering from extreme coughing fits.
this is bad, because it kept me from calling my niece, alyssa, on her big number 4 birthday yesterday. i am a very bad aunt. also, a very bad best friend and sister.
i hope you can accept my late birthday wishes, and pray for a speedy recovery so i can call tomorrow.
anyway, i don't know where i left off, so i'll start with friday. schmitty came into town, which was the second weekend in a row, and the 3rd time in two weeks, which officially makes me spoiled. we went to elspeths surprise birthday party and did our best to be socialble, but we were both exhausted and grumpy, and i was pms-y. we were lucky this time around though, because both our grumps were being channelled through the "i just want to leave all these people and cuddle with the person i love" vibe. we went home and did that. this weekend was full of very meaningful cuddling and it's meaningful result (nudge nudge, wink wink)
saturday was dedicated to laundry and failed attempts at being social. we tried to meet up with leah. we tried to meet up with sarah and her lady (susan). we even tried to meet p with helena. no luck. also, the trains were ridiculous and we didn't make it to nelson - which i'd procured tickets for. we did, however, spend 3 hours sitting in a starbucks drinking free drinks and talking about anything. it was simply destined to be a weekend of connecting and communicating.
also, i am aware i am looking at all of this in a very girly way. suck it up, you're reading a girls journal, and this is for me more than anyone.
anywho, we went home early saturday night because i was out of synch with pretty about partying. we watched fun with dick and jane, and in general had a lovely night in together.
sunday was met with more laziness, the early onset of my sars, and seeing sarah and her friends on the west side. i just love that girl. schmitty didn't quite know all the details behind she and i, and he got a little jealous when i explained it all (which i found to be terribly cute, all things considered). but he was his fantastic charming self, and even tho we only had an hour, i wouldn't trade that time with her for the world.
then i was off to work. he chilled for a bit, then went to oscar with leah. it was an ok night, kind of slow, full of partner drinks so a low tip jar and till count. whatever.
he came back around 1, we left around 3. i skipped work monday because he skipped work. i think we both knew this promotion at work was going to cause trouble at first, and wanted to get what we could, while we could. eventually he had to leave and i had to work. i didn't cry. i don't cry when he leaves. i feel crappy for a bit, but i don't cry. i kiss him goodbye like it might be my last, every time, but i never feel like it'll be the last. i know he'll be back again.
that seems like such a small thing, but it's not. it's the biggest thing there is.
work was awesome. those goths bring in a crowd on a monday night! also, foot fetishists in the backroom. whatever. as long as they pay their tab, i don't care.
tuesday was my first time as a shift at starbucks. i think it went ok. joel said it did. then i came home and fell asleep within the first five minutes. that tired. i slept from 7pm to 7am, and was still exhausted and sick.
had my learning class today, then went to see Reno 911 with rick, which was just great. if you love the show you'll love the movie.
after that we went to midway to see kenny's pet band "heloise and the joise de virve" Who ROCKED. i totally dig them. so much that i bought them drinks after the show. it was good times for all. rick was a little starstruck, but i think he had a good time. i am looking forward to seeing them again next week. they have amazing stage presemce and heloise can SING.
anyway, i got drunk because rick has never seen me drunk. fixed that. now it's 2am and i have to wake up at 8.
the moral of the story is, life is good, but complicated. i am not sure how to balance everything, but i know schmitty comes first. god i love him. he is so full of good. wish i'd be seeing him for more than 3 days next month. i guess that's what i get for being so spoiled this month.
goodnight loves,
and happy late birthday, alyssa my dearest and sweetest.
also, i have sars. that makes me fall asleep upon arrival at home. it also leaves me without a voice and suffering from extreme coughing fits.
this is bad, because it kept me from calling my niece, alyssa, on her big number 4 birthday yesterday. i am a very bad aunt. also, a very bad best friend and sister.
i hope you can accept my late birthday wishes, and pray for a speedy recovery so i can call tomorrow.
anyway, i don't know where i left off, so i'll start with friday. schmitty came into town, which was the second weekend in a row, and the 3rd time in two weeks, which officially makes me spoiled. we went to elspeths surprise birthday party and did our best to be socialble, but we were both exhausted and grumpy, and i was pms-y. we were lucky this time around though, because both our grumps were being channelled through the "i just want to leave all these people and cuddle with the person i love" vibe. we went home and did that. this weekend was full of very meaningful cuddling and it's meaningful result (nudge nudge, wink wink)
saturday was dedicated to laundry and failed attempts at being social. we tried to meet up with leah. we tried to meet up with sarah and her lady (susan). we even tried to meet p with helena. no luck. also, the trains were ridiculous and we didn't make it to nelson - which i'd procured tickets for. we did, however, spend 3 hours sitting in a starbucks drinking free drinks and talking about anything. it was simply destined to be a weekend of connecting and communicating.
also, i am aware i am looking at all of this in a very girly way. suck it up, you're reading a girls journal, and this is for me more than anyone.
anywho, we went home early saturday night because i was out of synch with pretty about partying. we watched fun with dick and jane, and in general had a lovely night in together.
sunday was met with more laziness, the early onset of my sars, and seeing sarah and her friends on the west side. i just love that girl. schmitty didn't quite know all the details behind she and i, and he got a little jealous when i explained it all (which i found to be terribly cute, all things considered). but he was his fantastic charming self, and even tho we only had an hour, i wouldn't trade that time with her for the world.
then i was off to work. he chilled for a bit, then went to oscar with leah. it was an ok night, kind of slow, full of partner drinks so a low tip jar and till count. whatever.
he came back around 1, we left around 3. i skipped work monday because he skipped work. i think we both knew this promotion at work was going to cause trouble at first, and wanted to get what we could, while we could. eventually he had to leave and i had to work. i didn't cry. i don't cry when he leaves. i feel crappy for a bit, but i don't cry. i kiss him goodbye like it might be my last, every time, but i never feel like it'll be the last. i know he'll be back again.
that seems like such a small thing, but it's not. it's the biggest thing there is.
work was awesome. those goths bring in a crowd on a monday night! also, foot fetishists in the backroom. whatever. as long as they pay their tab, i don't care.
tuesday was my first time as a shift at starbucks. i think it went ok. joel said it did. then i came home and fell asleep within the first five minutes. that tired. i slept from 7pm to 7am, and was still exhausted and sick.
had my learning class today, then went to see Reno 911 with rick, which was just great. if you love the show you'll love the movie.
after that we went to midway to see kenny's pet band "heloise and the joise de virve" Who ROCKED. i totally dig them. so much that i bought them drinks after the show. it was good times for all. rick was a little starstruck, but i think he had a good time. i am looking forward to seeing them again next week. they have amazing stage presemce and heloise can SING.
anyway, i got drunk because rick has never seen me drunk. fixed that. now it's 2am and i have to wake up at 8.
the moral of the story is, life is good, but complicated. i am not sure how to balance everything, but i know schmitty comes first. god i love him. he is so full of good. wish i'd be seeing him for more than 3 days next month. i guess that's what i get for being so spoiled this month.
goodnight loves,
and happy late birthday, alyssa my dearest and sweetest.