Last day of July before August
Today is a good day.
Thursday I was upset, and for good reason. I always felt left behind when my fellow coworkers went out together; I was never invited along.
Friday, however, there was a party. I was in no mood to go to a party, but if I want people to start inviting me, I have to show that I want to come. I'd be quite the dandy if I insisted they invite me and then refuse to show.
I had fun. I had a bit too drink but not too much. I slept very late into the next afternoon.
Then I took my blanket to the Diag to sunbathe and read up on my medieval history. This proved very successful, and then I stayed in the library until I finished Jocelin's Chronicles of the Abbey of Bury St. Edmund, or what have you. That went splendid. I then tried some of NYPD's pizza [ziti and chicken/mushroom/pesto] and rented Mona Lisa Smile.
The movie disappointed me, but I got it for free anyway. I rent too many movies and have plenty of punches on my frequent renter's card.
This morning I went running, cleaned up the apartment, and did the laundry. Then I went to Border's to get my next medieval source, which hopefully I'll read tonight. Brian took me out for dinner at Cottage Inn and that was delightful. I've never had fried pork tenderloin before. I'm still waiting on dessert.
So I just wanted to update that my weekend went well. I'm looking forward to the future again [at last!] and hopefully I can do many great things. Like get hired as a contributor to this NYC fashion mag. That would be nice.
Tomorrow I'm going to Birmingham with Karen and Matt. I'm going to check out bicycle accessories and see what this Meltin' Pot denim that Phil referred me to is all about.
Today is full of warm and fuzzy feelings. I hope they care to linger for a bit longer.
Thursday I was upset, and for good reason. I always felt left behind when my fellow coworkers went out together; I was never invited along.
Friday, however, there was a party. I was in no mood to go to a party, but if I want people to start inviting me, I have to show that I want to come. I'd be quite the dandy if I insisted they invite me and then refuse to show.
I had fun. I had a bit too drink but not too much. I slept very late into the next afternoon.
Then I took my blanket to the Diag to sunbathe and read up on my medieval history. This proved very successful, and then I stayed in the library until I finished Jocelin's Chronicles of the Abbey of Bury St. Edmund, or what have you. That went splendid. I then tried some of NYPD's pizza [ziti and chicken/mushroom/pesto] and rented Mona Lisa Smile.
The movie disappointed me, but I got it for free anyway. I rent too many movies and have plenty of punches on my frequent renter's card.
This morning I went running, cleaned up the apartment, and did the laundry. Then I went to Border's to get my next medieval source, which hopefully I'll read tonight. Brian took me out for dinner at Cottage Inn and that was delightful. I've never had fried pork tenderloin before. I'm still waiting on dessert.
So I just wanted to update that my weekend went well. I'm looking forward to the future again [at last!] and hopefully I can do many great things. Like get hired as a contributor to this NYC fashion mag. That would be nice.
Tomorrow I'm going to Birmingham with Karen and Matt. I'm going to check out bicycle accessories and see what this Meltin' Pot denim that Phil referred me to is all about.
Today is full of warm and fuzzy feelings. I hope they care to linger for a bit longer.