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I should be on my way to sleep
Feb. 14th, 2002 01:04 ambut I want to update, more than I want to sleep.
Weird.
So, since my last updates of posts, which was a week and a half ago, I've Worked. Pretty much all the time.
Lemme think -
Sunday - Bought DVD player, watched most of superbowl. Stupid.
Week - not much of anything, but watching DVD's, and working.
Wednesday - Met with client who has pooped out. I really wish he'd called me to say what I had to go into his office to say. Oh well, he's good for some referrals, and some work, just hopefully after the season. Met up with Yulia, so I wouldn't have to go home before ManRay. the club was nice, but I'm just not in the mood these days. Stupid work. Stupid tired.
Thursday - I just dunno. *bleh*
Friday - Met up with Laura, to have dinner, and receive instructions on the care and handling of the apartment/cat. We ended up out WAY too late, but that's OK. Somehow, over dinner, we discussed what happens to her stuff/money in case she dies while on vacation. Now, I'm OK with that discussion. I've had this discussion, but not so, immediately morbidly? Her fear is that she's with her whole family. And that something that takes her out, will take out her whole family. So, in case that happens, did she need to specify legally what happens? Perhaps have things notarized? *shudder* Now the answer is Yes, but as long as she has something in writing, at least naming myself and her cousin in law Beth as executrix in joint, that we will do as she has verbally directed. At least, for right now. When she gets back, perhaps we should find her a lawyer, or at least a notary so she can write up something like that. Although I don't know how she expects me to set up stuff, to sell her things and setup a trust fund for her godchildren. I'd be devastated. Especially if I lost them all. They're like a second family to me, that if I ever needed anything they'd be there for me. Any of them, most of her sisters. And her cutie little nieces, who actually like me, and her charming little nephews who think I'm funny. That would SO SUCK. I'm getting torn up just thinking about it.
*shudder*
Anyway, we did her errands, I got her keys, and some instructions, and went home.
Saturday - WORK, argh, and MUCH driving. Drive back and forth to the Cape, then home for about 5 seconds, then to the station to pick up Xani for our two hour drive to NoHo *shiver* to see Voltaire *yea!* then a two hour drive home *shudder* Volty flirted with me!!!! Well sort of. he was singing the Carol Burnett theme, before "When You're Evil." and said "None of you little PUNKS even know what that is." and I said "Theme from Carol Burnett" and HE said "WHO said that!!" I said *giggle* Me. AND HE Said "baby, you is OLD!" And I said "Yep, I am." and HE said "whatchoo doing after the show?" and I said "Anything you want baby." and we all laughed and HE said "That's what I want to hear!" *sigh* He's SO damn yummy. Now there's major exhaustion after this, but I'll speak of this later, he deserves his own paragraph.
Sunday - Dragged my ass outta bed, got Chris and Lattie, and headed up to Tyngsboro to skate with the Goffs. I am SO friggin old, I'm STILL stiff from that. I need to get myself something, or get on the treadmill or something because I didn't like the feeling. I wonder if I would have done better if there were fewer kids for me to look stupid in front of. I did pretty well tho, I only fell twice, although I almost took a Dancer out with me. I felt so bad about that, as she had just fallen. Bratling was kind enough to skate around with me a couple of times, and skating with Lattie and Yulia was SO much fun. Unfortunately. a couple of attitudes were pushing their way in. Now there were a couple of people whom I don't really care for. Polite smiles all around, no problems. But you know, when you're able to piss off Lattie, then that's a major issue. All I can say for myself is that I think I acted QUITE like an adult. I stayed out of the way, I gave people ample opportunity to visit without being awkward because I was nearby, and if there are still poles up asses, that is neither my fault or concern. It's really too bad. There was a group, all congregated together, and three outsiders. And they did it to themselves. *sigh* I know, expecting adult behavior out of some is silly of me. I'll have to work on that.
After all this, went home, and crashed at Laura's.
Monday - Work, rush home to make dinner. Dinner at 7, we end up eating at 11. Anyone else would be pissed. There are some who think I should be pissed. But you know, I think I got some understanding out of it. First - I do understand if work keeps people late, because goddess knows my job SUCKS right now. At least there were calls. And second, I shouldn't jump to conclusions made when angry. Things are not quite what they seemed to me a month ago. P{perhaps we CAN find a happy medium, if we both work on it.
Tuesday - Since I got to bed so DAMN late Monday Tuesday is a haze. I check email quickly, go and get LOADS of Chinese food thanks to a craving (oh and Great Chow has the BEST Hot and Sour Soup, I'm having a raving already!) and vegged in front of the TV.
Today - Work UBER late, thanks to a visit to the computer and a long AIM chat. Decide NOT to sleep at Laura's as I'm just NOT sleeping right and I miss my computer *giggle* Skip ManRay because I'm just not in the mood.
So - my little addendum. Over the weekend I hooked up with a little friend of Katie's. I'll have to think of a cutey honey nickname for him. He met up with us at Voltaire, he lives near NoHo, and followed me home. *grin* He's such a cutie, so young and unsure of himself. It was rather a turnon. I'm hoping that he and I can have something nice and casual, something to boost his ego. I don't think I'm good for him in the long run. I seem to babble a lot, and he's very antisocial at the moment. I think I'm "helping" him by making him do stuff and I don't think that'll fly. I have to talk to him, but I actually haven't heard from him since Sunday. But he like me, and you know, after my experiences LATELY, it's nice to have someone WANT to be with me, and chase me a little, and be eager and WANT to be in my bed.
*sigh*
OK, I'm tired as all hell, and have to get up early. Want to go over to Laura's to hang with the kitty and maybe have breakfast before leaving for work.
Weird.
So, since my last updates of posts, which was a week and a half ago, I've Worked. Pretty much all the time.
Lemme think -
Sunday - Bought DVD player, watched most of superbowl. Stupid.
Week - not much of anything, but watching DVD's, and working.
Wednesday - Met with client who has pooped out. I really wish he'd called me to say what I had to go into his office to say. Oh well, he's good for some referrals, and some work, just hopefully after the season. Met up with Yulia, so I wouldn't have to go home before ManRay. the club was nice, but I'm just not in the mood these days. Stupid work. Stupid tired.
Thursday - I just dunno. *bleh*
Friday - Met up with Laura, to have dinner, and receive instructions on the care and handling of the apartment/cat. We ended up out WAY too late, but that's OK. Somehow, over dinner, we discussed what happens to her stuff/money in case she dies while on vacation. Now, I'm OK with that discussion. I've had this discussion, but not so, immediately morbidly? Her fear is that she's with her whole family. And that something that takes her out, will take out her whole family. So, in case that happens, did she need to specify legally what happens? Perhaps have things notarized? *shudder* Now the answer is Yes, but as long as she has something in writing, at least naming myself and her cousin in law Beth as executrix in joint, that we will do as she has verbally directed. At least, for right now. When she gets back, perhaps we should find her a lawyer, or at least a notary so she can write up something like that. Although I don't know how she expects me to set up stuff, to sell her things and setup a trust fund for her godchildren. I'd be devastated. Especially if I lost them all. They're like a second family to me, that if I ever needed anything they'd be there for me. Any of them, most of her sisters. And her cutie little nieces, who actually like me, and her charming little nephews who think I'm funny. That would SO SUCK. I'm getting torn up just thinking about it.
*shudder*
Anyway, we did her errands, I got her keys, and some instructions, and went home.
Saturday - WORK, argh, and MUCH driving. Drive back and forth to the Cape, then home for about 5 seconds, then to the station to pick up Xani for our two hour drive to NoHo *shiver* to see Voltaire *yea!* then a two hour drive home *shudder* Volty flirted with me!!!! Well sort of. he was singing the Carol Burnett theme, before "When You're Evil." and said "None of you little PUNKS even know what that is." and I said "Theme from Carol Burnett" and HE said "WHO said that!!" I said *giggle* Me. AND HE Said "baby, you is OLD!" And I said "Yep, I am." and HE said "whatchoo doing after the show?" and I said "Anything you want baby." and we all laughed and HE said "That's what I want to hear!" *sigh* He's SO damn yummy. Now there's major exhaustion after this, but I'll speak of this later, he deserves his own paragraph.
Sunday - Dragged my ass outta bed, got Chris and Lattie, and headed up to Tyngsboro to skate with the Goffs. I am SO friggin old, I'm STILL stiff from that. I need to get myself something, or get on the treadmill or something because I didn't like the feeling. I wonder if I would have done better if there were fewer kids for me to look stupid in front of. I did pretty well tho, I only fell twice, although I almost took a Dancer out with me. I felt so bad about that, as she had just fallen. Bratling was kind enough to skate around with me a couple of times, and skating with Lattie and Yulia was SO much fun. Unfortunately. a couple of attitudes were pushing their way in. Now there were a couple of people whom I don't really care for. Polite smiles all around, no problems. But you know, when you're able to piss off Lattie, then that's a major issue. All I can say for myself is that I think I acted QUITE like an adult. I stayed out of the way, I gave people ample opportunity to visit without being awkward because I was nearby, and if there are still poles up asses, that is neither my fault or concern. It's really too bad. There was a group, all congregated together, and three outsiders. And they did it to themselves. *sigh* I know, expecting adult behavior out of some is silly of me. I'll have to work on that.
After all this, went home, and crashed at Laura's.
Monday - Work, rush home to make dinner. Dinner at 7, we end up eating at 11. Anyone else would be pissed. There are some who think I should be pissed. But you know, I think I got some understanding out of it. First - I do understand if work keeps people late, because goddess knows my job SUCKS right now. At least there were calls. And second, I shouldn't jump to conclusions made when angry. Things are not quite what they seemed to me a month ago. P{perhaps we CAN find a happy medium, if we both work on it.
Tuesday - Since I got to bed so DAMN late Monday Tuesday is a haze. I check email quickly, go and get LOADS of Chinese food thanks to a craving (oh and Great Chow has the BEST Hot and Sour Soup, I'm having a raving already!) and vegged in front of the TV.
Today - Work UBER late, thanks to a visit to the computer and a long AIM chat. Decide NOT to sleep at Laura's as I'm just NOT sleeping right and I miss my computer *giggle* Skip ManRay because I'm just not in the mood.
So - my little addendum. Over the weekend I hooked up with a little friend of Katie's. I'll have to think of a cutey honey nickname for him. He met up with us at Voltaire, he lives near NoHo, and followed me home. *grin* He's such a cutie, so young and unsure of himself. It was rather a turnon. I'm hoping that he and I can have something nice and casual, something to boost his ego. I don't think I'm good for him in the long run. I seem to babble a lot, and he's very antisocial at the moment. I think I'm "helping" him by making him do stuff and I don't think that'll fly. I have to talk to him, but I actually haven't heard from him since Sunday. But he like me, and you know, after my experiences LATELY, it's nice to have someone WANT to be with me, and chase me a little, and be eager and WANT to be in my bed.
*sigh*
OK, I'm tired as all hell, and have to get up early. Want to go over to Laura's to hang with the kitty and maybe have breakfast before leaving for work.
