smart-sane's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lids Like Lead Watching: Time so not fly by. Whoa. You can win the dream home plus 250K cash? I'm in. Normally by now I've updated my website, checked everyone else's twice and commented, read the paper and would consider myself well read up for the day. Right now I'm on my second cup of coffee, my stomach is in knots because it feels so awful and my eyelids are suddenly made of uranium. Or lead. Whatever is heavier. I'm so tired you guys! Due to the visitors of this weekend I got zero sleep of my own, and now I'm back to work. As a reward for filling out all those gift certificates last week, I get real work: entering doctors names into a spreadsheet for our databank. Every other line I take a break and read a page of the Alias recap (did you know they no longer recap the Bachelorette? Boo). Sigh. But yes, the visitors. Things went swell I'd say. Friday night I called a couple people and they kindly showed up and showed LeSchawn a good time. Yes, can we address that for a second? His name is LeSchawn, and I only wish I was spelling it wrong what with the "c" in the middle of Shawn and the "Le" at the beginning. Despite all the faults with his name, he turned out to be cool and I totally lucked out because the other guy who came who ended up not staying with us was a total nerd, you know, in the nicest way I can put that. At first I was a little wierded out because, come on, how can you not think this is a set up weekend? (My dad just called me at work like "did you think this was a set-up weekend? Because it TOTALLY wasn't!") And him totally sucking up to my parents didn't help the situation. But once I found myself oddly not attracted to this seemingly attractive fellow, I didn't mind it. And why was that? Is it because I'm currently in man-hater mode and just cannot get myself out of it? Is it because I just don't have time for games or really relationships? Maybe. Or maybe I just wasn't attracted to him. How about that? Anyway Saturday they went to see Hotel Rwanda, and although that is on my list of things to see, I just can't do it while I'm in a semi good mood. I met up with them at Syms where I found out that not only was I bored with boys but apparently I'm also bored with clothes. Crisis! And it didn't help that my body looked positively awful in those dressing rooms with no doors and The Worst Flourescent Lighting Ever. The only thing I felt any remote feelings for was a Sigrid Olsen bag that I couldn't afford, and probably would never lay the paper down for anyway. We also had plans on Saturday to go to Bs party so LeSchawn could meet more new people and so that I could meet the infamous Lee from Chicago. After much twisting of the arm I got Lynay to come with, even though it was her original idea to go to the party so I don't know why I had to twist her arm at all. We got there around 7:45 which NOTE TO SELF: never show up at a party that early. Ever again. The good people started coming in around 8:30 and when I say good people I actually mean it. I got to see all my girls (Crystal, Angie, Sandy, Meghan, Sheilah, Beth, Andrea, Mia, Rebecca, Beth#2) and other great people who I don't see that often (Niko and Jeremy). Oh, and I gave Niko his scarf and I'd like to say that it was a smashing success and he looked great in it. I really really really didn't want to give that baby away. But in the end the girl who wanted to go to the party in the first place was the first to want to leave, and kept the pressure on until we all left around 10. I was having a good time and probably would've been bored around 11, but I was really agitated that I was being forced to leave. And then I was really sorry for twisting an arm to get people to go with me. We decided to play some pool at Main St in Rochester, but not after we found out that they charged a cover. When we were already going to drink and eat and play pool! Jerks. So we trekked up Montana's and me, Harms, Jon, Jason, Gen, and LeSchawn had a wondeful time eating and drinking delicious 22oz AmberBock's in the coolest tallest glasses. Sunday morning we were up again early eating breakfast together and my stomach feeling particularly queasy. After the meeting we headed home to make lunch/dinner (linner? dunch?) when LeSchawn found that he had been double charged for a shirt he didn't even purchase at Syms on Saturday. (Long story, not particularly interesting either.) Still felt iffy but I rode along and knitted as we went down to Syms. Found out that we had a lot in common, as long as milestone dates count as "in common" (both baptized summer of 95, both pioneering 2 years, both wear square rings....I don't know, it was definitely stretching). Blah blah, wow this is really a boring blow-by-blow account. No funny antecdote, no sparks, so lets just fast forward shall we? They left, I hugged them all equally, he gave my parents a card, and invited them to his public talk this summer. Chalk it up to another "one of the boys" friendships. Good thing is he hit it off well with Jon and Jason, and anyone who can do that is good people. Sunday night I got to chill with the girls at Crystal's brothers house and they put on a feast. Brie, Spinach dip, Chicken Sate, Sangria. I love being an adult and hanging out with girls just talking and laughing and knitting. Jimmy's scarf is almost done. I'm off to JoAnns after work to pick up some yarn for Ryan. And then I'm going to start Jon and Jasons and then I'll definitely be done with boy scarves for awhile. And I'm sorry this is so boring I'm so totally falling asleep while writing this. I'll make it up to you tomorrow! Quoting:Erin on the Alias recap. 1:30 p.m. - 01-31-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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