{heard} les cox sportifs, mind spiders, freizeit 98, wetdog
{saw} hanna, bsg season 1
{ate} too much pizza
{drank} well whiskey
{did} hung out with my brother, who was in the states for only the second time since 2004
{learned} a little czech
{enjoyed} playing music
{annoyed} one of my employees needs an attitude adjustment
{excited} boxing studio was about to close, now it is staying open, and my membership is half the price it was
{wished} i didn't have to be so involved with busy season at work
{planned} leaving for prague on saturday!
{bought} gifts for employees, stylophone for me

it's true, nobody posts on LJ anymore! but i saw this on a german craft blog, and think i will steal it, as an easy way to check in every once in a while:

{heard} liminanas, generationals
{saw} raging bull
{ate} homemade goodness
{drank} hot toddies and FEUERZANGENBOWLE!
{did} barre3
{learned} i can run a mile! if i've ever done it before (and i'm not at all sure that i have), it was 20 years ago. now i know i can.
{enjoyed} gold fabric spray paint,sparring
{annoyed} worried that steve buying a house is going to screw up my plans
{excited} for jaason's visit in january
{wished} that i had an excuse to stay home during snow days, and that i could start planning a springtime trip
{planned} january trip to santa cruz
{bought} gifts for other people; food & booze for me

I should have fired her when i originally wanted to...it certainly would have made my life easier this week. Except, you know, the part where i don't really want to fire anyone, no matter how bratty.

But now it is time for vacation WHEEEEEEEEEEE! I walked to the light rail behind a couple who each had a hold of the other's belt loops, threatening wedgies, giving wedgies, getting retaliatory wedgies, and giggling all the way. I was grinning at them like a big dumb idiot as i followed them for several blocks, but they were too caught up in wedgie wars to notice.

By contrast, i sat on the train facing a couple who didn't speak a word to each other during the entire trip from westlake to seatac. She sat, arms crossed under tan and half-exposed breasts, staring out the window, face and hair equally stiff. He, thick neck, ironed shirt and narrow-set eyes, played with his phone the whole ride. Not a word, not even on the long march from train to terminal.

Note to self: be a wedgie person, not a pouty person, even when grouchy!

i need to do some work this weekend (which i NEVER EVER do), so i just got settled in with coffee and a table at victrola, only to find out my security device that gives me the secret code to access all my work stuff has died. whoops. i wish i could take this as a sign that i don't need to work this weekend after all, but that's not true today. to the office! yuck.

at least it's not sunny outside.

i leave a week from today to fly to philadelphia and then drive back with steve. operation steve retrieve. operation bring back boyfriend. operation oh boy...what am i doing?

it's going to be different, having him here permanently. it's going to be tough to balance regular life and steve life...it won't be like WHEE VACATION! every day he's here. it will be normal. it will be great, but then i will still have to do normal non-vacation things that i haven't been doing while he's here, like cleaning the bathroom and reading books and going places on my own.

it's going to be interesting! let's hope i don't freak out and fuck it up.

as of today, there are only 19 more days of me and steve not being in the same city.

we're working on our trip. i'm taking more time off work than originally planned, and we are going to see tony in indianapolis, cheryl and phil in minneapolis, and jay in lawrence, kansas. adventure!

I made two unlikely friends tonight. I like that!

dear doctor's office,

if you are going to make me pee in a cup, please please PLEASE let me know before my appointment. i have a very complicated relationship with peeing in a cup and i cannot piss on demand.

thank you for your attention to this matter.

some dude was chattin' me up at the show last night. seemed a normal guy, not terribly interesting, but hey - i was there by myself, and i always appreciate having someone to talk to for a minute. it still seems forced to bring "my boyfriend this, my boyfriend that" into every conversation i have with a male stranger, but yes, i do it, and i'm getting better at it.

anyway, he asked me for my email address, and i said, "oh yeah, like you're gonna remember that tomorrow," but gave it to him anyway. he didn't write it down, i intentionally avoided him when i eventually left the show, and i thought that was the end of that.

dude emails me today. i'm at work, lalala, and start scrolling through this gigantic email. it appears to be two sentences of chitchat followed by pages of some sort of fantasy story. (wizards and dragons fantasy, not t&a.) so here i go, scroll, scroll, scroll, not reading it, just seeing how long it is, and at the end of the story there are some photos. scroll, dude's face, scroll, komodo dragon, scroll, some sort of nerd logo, scroll, NAKED TITTIES covered in i don't know what* (not because i am a prude but because this is on my computer screen in my office)!!!!!

DELETE.

ugh. people are gross!

*maybe i shouldn't say i don't know what, because i do have one educated guess.

i don't feel much like myself - i'm having a hard time talking to people this week. i feel like i'm shouting or whispering or laughing at the wrong times, and i feel i am no good at small talk. it's hard going suddenly from being with the same person all the time to being pseudo-single again.

on the other hand, i'm having some good alone time, sewing and reading and watching dvds and not having to coordinate with anyone. this weekend is MINE and i like it! i don't even feel like trying to find someone to go to the show with me tonight, which is just as well because my social skills are lacking at the moment. doot doo doo doot.

plants & animals are going to be great.

also, tucker & dale vs. evil is awesome and i'm glad i got to see it even if getting into the theater was frustrating and involved standing in three different lines before i found the right one. and i'm usually so good at reading signs! see? not myself!