Waiting...
Waiting for a bunch of things.
First, I think a friend of mine might be doing the labor thing, so I'm waiting on that. I'm going to call tommorrow in the am to see what's up. We were supposed to chat this morning, but I slept through my alarm. And, I think I gave her the wrong number for my home #. I never use my home number, so I forget it often. And, yea, my suckitude is high.
Second, my birthday is on Monday (same as Richard Nixon's) and we're having a party on Friday. I'm waiting on that. Nervously, I wait.
Third, I am trimming the friend tree again--though no one here, of course. I have come to the conclusion that I really feel most comfortable with other freaks and 12-steppers. I just don't have the time or the social codes in common with the rest of the world. I love a couple of Noam's friends, but we have both come to the conclusion that there is an extended group of friends who are vanilla, pseudo-radical, boring, and stunningly provincial. Considering that I have hardly enough time to breathe on any given day, they are being demoted if not simply ousted. I just have no patience for people who live in small talk and anal retentive social graces. Feh! Besides there are enough lovely people in my life to whom I would rather devote my miniscule amount of time.
Off to bed with me. I have to hit the ground running tomorrow morning with my new classes.
Love, love, love to ya'll!
First, I think a friend of mine might be doing the labor thing, so I'm waiting on that. I'm going to call tommorrow in the am to see what's up. We were supposed to chat this morning, but I slept through my alarm. And, I think I gave her the wrong number for my home #. I never use my home number, so I forget it often. And, yea, my suckitude is high.
Second, my birthday is on Monday (same as Richard Nixon's) and we're having a party on Friday. I'm waiting on that. Nervously, I wait.
Third, I am trimming the friend tree again--though no one here, of course. I have come to the conclusion that I really feel most comfortable with other freaks and 12-steppers. I just don't have the time or the social codes in common with the rest of the world. I love a couple of Noam's friends, but we have both come to the conclusion that there is an extended group of friends who are vanilla, pseudo-radical, boring, and stunningly provincial. Considering that I have hardly enough time to breathe on any given day, they are being demoted if not simply ousted. I just have no patience for people who live in small talk and anal retentive social graces. Feh! Besides there are enough lovely people in my life to whom I would rather devote my miniscule amount of time.
Off to bed with me. I have to hit the ground running tomorrow morning with my new classes.
Love, love, love to ya'll!