Feels like bedtime...
...it's kind of like "Feels like Teen Spirit" only not.
It's 9:00 PM and I'm totally ready for bed. This is disturbing to my mental conceptions of this period of my life, but my body is going, "I don't care about your stupid delusions. GO! SLEEP!! NOW!!!" My body often wins these sorts of fights.
Ben just called. This is the first time I've talked to him since last Wednesday when he was dropped off at college. I think in the first 72 hours of being at college, I called home at least one, wrote 2 missives of emails and IMed multiple, multiple times. Voila children, the difference between boys and girls. And he's getting up at 6 AM to go work out with people on his floor. He occasionally disgusts me. But I give it a week. Month absolute max before that goes completely out the window, so I feel like he can indulge in whatever insanity he wants to for now. Ah the blissful ignorance of the first week of school as a freshman.
I have paychecks. Like multiple checks made out to me for certain amounts of money. This is a happy, happy thing given that I have bills to pay. Maybe someday I'll even be able to splurge a little bit. Oh, the possibilities.
For my birthday yesterday, I slept, then I did some cleaning (read: get all of my books off Mom & Dad's bed) then I slept some more, and once Mom and Dad got home, the four of us went out to dinner with Bestefar. It was nice and delicious. We went to a general Asian food kind of place, which sounds like it should be terrible, but it's not. There was Pad Thai, and while it was not Bangkok Bistro Pad Thai, it was an acceptable substitute, thus, I was happy. And then we had Cold Stone afterwards. It was pretty chill, but I'm a pretty chill kind of person, so I'm okay with that. Plus I got to sleep, which is always a beautiful thing.
There is a production of Pygmalion going up on Broadway. *drool drool drool drool drool drool* Oh to be in New York now that Fall is here.
It's 9:00 PM and I'm totally ready for bed. This is disturbing to my mental conceptions of this period of my life, but my body is going, "I don't care about your stupid delusions. GO! SLEEP!! NOW!!!" My body often wins these sorts of fights.
Ben just called. This is the first time I've talked to him since last Wednesday when he was dropped off at college. I think in the first 72 hours of being at college, I called home at least one, wrote 2 missives of emails and IMed multiple, multiple times. Voila children, the difference between boys and girls. And he's getting up at 6 AM to go work out with people on his floor. He occasionally disgusts me. But I give it a week. Month absolute max before that goes completely out the window, so I feel like he can indulge in whatever insanity he wants to for now. Ah the blissful ignorance of the first week of school as a freshman.
I have paychecks. Like multiple checks made out to me for certain amounts of money. This is a happy, happy thing given that I have bills to pay. Maybe someday I'll even be able to splurge a little bit. Oh, the possibilities.
For my birthday yesterday, I slept, then I did some cleaning (read: get all of my books off Mom & Dad's bed) then I slept some more, and once Mom and Dad got home, the four of us went out to dinner with Bestefar. It was nice and delicious. We went to a general Asian food kind of place, which sounds like it should be terrible, but it's not. There was Pad Thai, and while it was not Bangkok Bistro Pad Thai, it was an acceptable substitute, thus, I was happy. And then we had Cold Stone afterwards. It was pretty chill, but I'm a pretty chill kind of person, so I'm okay with that. Plus I got to sleep, which is always a beautiful thing.
There is a production of Pygmalion going up on Broadway. *drool drool drool drool drool drool* Oh to be in New York now that Fall is here.