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Sick... as a dog...
But that's never stopped me before. I've got a long day ahead of me, even after the long meeting in which I'm only going to get to speak for 10 minutes, if we have time, so I figured I'd update on what's going on in my life.
Yesterday was punctuated by the super-awesome fact that my car insurance was cancelled. Apparently they'd sent the bill to my old apartment, I never got it, didn't know it was coming that early, and they cancelled it back in December. Better yet, due to the fact that I didn't find out about this until yesterday (they had received a request for information from the car dealership about continued insurance), they refused to renew my policy. I was referred to some.. guy's... office, but this was all after 5 so he wasn't there. So I took matters into my own hands. I've got Progressive now. I just need them to finish processing my shit so I can print out a temporary proof of insurance and go back to feeling (relatively) secure in my own car.
I've gotten to a point, I like to think, where I'm perfectly comfortable on any given night of the week. I still don't have a "thing" to do on Mondays, but I've found that most weeks I'm pretty worn out by then to even want to do anything. There's always O'Kelly's, but that's sort of a last resort if I'm really hard up for an outting. I finally got Burning Crusade (which looks amazing on the Alienware) so I always have that to fall back on. Tuesdays I've found karaoke at the Draft House, with it's own group of regulars who fall a little more into my type of people (a lot of them go to Tranz - or would if they had the night off or something, I guess) so that's been a good time. I guess it's sort of like the sister karaoke to Beagle's. I dunno. Good times, anyway.
Wednesdays are the same as ever, and I'm honestly getting to the point where I wouldn't mind doing something different, or maybe even not going out at all. Not this week. I actually have a reason to go out tonight. But, you know, most weeks. Thursdays I know of a couple karaoke places but, as evidenced by last week's singathon, by that point I'm usually pretty sick of the whole thing. Supposedly I could hang out with certain people I work with (or around), but to date that hasn't followed through, so Thursday may just be a night that I either strike it out on my own, or stay home, depending on how I'm feeling.
I'm definitely alright with staying in more this week. This isn't the worst cold I've ever had by any means - no fever - but it's not pleasant and I only have so much DayQuil. Friday is some birthday business at Tranz, and Saturday I really don't know what I'm doing, but I'd like it to be something different. I have a few people I can call and whatnot, so we'll see what happens. Last week I went to a rave in my effort to mix things up and, while it was entertaining, the dust was so thick throughout the whole thing that I wouldn't be surprised if that was the source of my current malady. But the spirit behind the process was in the right place. Maybe just something less outdoors-y this weekend.
I had less to talk about than I thought. Anyway, I'm gonna go back to waiting to talk.
But that's never stopped me before. I've got a long day ahead of me, even after the long meeting in which I'm only going to get to speak for 10 minutes, if we have time, so I figured I'd update on what's going on in my life.
Yesterday was punctuated by the super-awesome fact that my car insurance was cancelled. Apparently they'd sent the bill to my old apartment, I never got it, didn't know it was coming that early, and they cancelled it back in December. Better yet, due to the fact that I didn't find out about this until yesterday (they had received a request for information from the car dealership about continued insurance), they refused to renew my policy. I was referred to some.. guy's... office, but this was all after 5 so he wasn't there. So I took matters into my own hands. I've got Progressive now. I just need them to finish processing my shit so I can print out a temporary proof of insurance and go back to feeling (relatively) secure in my own car.
I've gotten to a point, I like to think, where I'm perfectly comfortable on any given night of the week. I still don't have a "thing" to do on Mondays, but I've found that most weeks I'm pretty worn out by then to even want to do anything. There's always O'Kelly's, but that's sort of a last resort if I'm really hard up for an outting. I finally got Burning Crusade (which looks amazing on the Alienware) so I always have that to fall back on. Tuesdays I've found karaoke at the Draft House, with it's own group of regulars who fall a little more into my type of people (a lot of them go to Tranz - or would if they had the night off or something, I guess) so that's been a good time. I guess it's sort of like the sister karaoke to Beagle's. I dunno. Good times, anyway.
Wednesdays are the same as ever, and I'm honestly getting to the point where I wouldn't mind doing something different, or maybe even not going out at all. Not this week. I actually have a reason to go out tonight. But, you know, most weeks. Thursdays I know of a couple karaoke places but, as evidenced by last week's singathon, by that point I'm usually pretty sick of the whole thing. Supposedly I could hang out with certain people I work with (or around), but to date that hasn't followed through, so Thursday may just be a night that I either strike it out on my own, or stay home, depending on how I'm feeling.
I'm definitely alright with staying in more this week. This isn't the worst cold I've ever had by any means - no fever - but it's not pleasant and I only have so much DayQuil. Friday is some birthday business at Tranz, and Saturday I really don't know what I'm doing, but I'd like it to be something different. I have a few people I can call and whatnot, so we'll see what happens. Last week I went to a rave in my effort to mix things up and, while it was entertaining, the dust was so thick throughout the whole thing that I wouldn't be surprised if that was the source of my current malady. But the spirit behind the process was in the right place. Maybe just something less outdoors-y this weekend.
I had less to talk about than I thought. Anyway, I'm gonna go back to waiting to talk.