it's a sure sign I'm in a bad mood when I don't leave voicemail
As I couldn't get ahold of 
Gryphon or
niveK, looks like I'm going to have to suffer through the joys of public transit to get home. There's a slim chance she might be coming down anyway but I don't know for sure and can't bet on that. Seeing as
Kumi's still in Copenhagen (like it's so far away she couldn't swing by real quick) I've got no ride and that's about that.
Time's like this I wish I kept better touch with who else at the club is from Santa Clara County.
This has been a real shit of a day at work and I'm in a right pissy mood. Fortunately, one of the many reasons I love the place, BAGG's usually great at cheering me up on it's own. I figure a few hugz and some chatter and I'll be fine. There's also a fair chance one of my regular posters to de
House·of·Skin will be there tonight, knew she was local but we've not crossed paths before, so that should be a nice bonus to the evening.
It's the after part that sucks. Once upon a time the club closed down at 3:30am, which makes for a much shorter wait. The first train of the day is at 4:55am and BAGG currently closes at 2:30am. That may not seem like a huge wait but with me as run down as I am now (had to stay up to watch Boston Legal last night) and then having to huddle outside the station freezing my very cute little butt off...
...not looking forward to that so much. I've got warm clothes and all but sitting on the ground, which is damned freezing at the best of times, and waiting is quite sucky; what benches they have are metal and even colder than the ground. Usual run is I hit a local sandwich place and eat slowly, which is tricky as my normal chew and digest time is pretty quick, and then I walk slowly (my normal walking pace isn't far off from what most folks might think of as a power walk) to the train station and then I sit. Normally I'd just bury into my headphones and listen to music but all my mp3's aren't on the card right now (long story) so I'm just going to have to do with nada.
Let's just hope the club is as fun as it usually is. Hey, maybe somebody cute will bring me home with them. That'd be nice and warm and stuff.
Yay stuff!
One last thing: the reason I'm mad has nothing to do with the folks I couldn't get ahold of on the phone.
One more even lastier thing: Won't be online again until Friday.
Gryphon or
niveK, looks like I'm going to have to suffer through the joys of public transit to get home. There's a slim chance she might be coming down anyway but I don't know for sure and can't bet on that. Seeing as
Kumi's still in Copenhagen (like it's so far away she couldn't swing by real quick) I've got no ride and that's about that.
Time's like this I wish I kept better touch with who else at the club is from Santa Clara County.
This has been a real shit of a day at work and I'm in a right pissy mood. Fortunately, one of the many reasons I love the place, BAGG's usually great at cheering me up on it's own. I figure a few hugz and some chatter and I'll be fine. There's also a fair chance one of my regular posters to de
House·of·Skin will be there tonight, knew she was local but we've not crossed paths before, so that should be a nice bonus to the evening.
It's the after part that sucks. Once upon a time the club closed down at 3:30am, which makes for a much shorter wait. The first train of the day is at 4:55am and BAGG currently closes at 2:30am. That may not seem like a huge wait but with me as run down as I am now (had to stay up to watch Boston Legal last night) and then having to huddle outside the station freezing my very cute little butt off...
...not looking forward to that so much. I've got warm clothes and all but sitting on the ground, which is damned freezing at the best of times, and waiting is quite sucky; what benches they have are metal and even colder than the ground. Usual run is I hit a local sandwich place and eat slowly, which is tricky as my normal chew and digest time is pretty quick, and then I walk slowly (my normal walking pace isn't far off from what most folks might think of as a power walk) to the train station and then I sit. Normally I'd just bury into my headphones and listen to music but all my mp3's aren't on the card right now (long story) so I'm just going to have to do with nada.
Let's just hope the club is as fun as it usually is. Hey, maybe somebody cute will bring me home with them. That'd be nice and warm and stuff.
Yay stuff!
One last thing: the reason I'm mad has nothing to do with the folks I couldn't get ahold of on the phone.
One more even lastier thing: Won't be online again until Friday.