This one time

There was this one time I glanced at my old To-Do list for moving. WOW! Thank goodness I survived the move and dealing with all the really pain in the ass things that were on my list. I know it's been a couple of months, but wow. I'm stoked to know that I got there.

Last night was fun and funny although not so healthy. Or unhealthy either...

I didn't Circuit Train - this made me sad. We stayed out too late, but we did go see Travis, and one of Jim's childhood friends who moved up from Portland hung out with us.

I'd write more but my brain is dead. I am moody, there is a PrePaid Legal person presenting downstairs. To the city. And I used to be a pre paid legal associate. I could have done that and made tons of money, but instead these stuffy shirted people downstairs are going to get the entire pool of city employees... it could have been me and I could have gotten paid. But I'm not a good salesperson. I remember one asshole named Bobby once made me out to be some nasty pyramid schemer. Except ... it's a real service that people really use and need - like anything else.

Oh. No holds barred on my opinion about his reaction.
How awesome is legal help on a monthly pay plan for like less than $20? Access to a law firm that normally would cost hundreds just to get consultation from???
I really believed in the service. But I'm a crappy saleperson - like I said. So ...

It makes me bitter though that right now these asshats are down there taking the sample I was too scared to approach.

-Angela

There was this one time I went for a run

There was this one time I went for a run. And it r0x0red.
So then I came back and took a shower. And it r0x0red too.
But the man wants to watch a movie. And I am way too twitchy today to sit and watch a movie.

Especially a boy movie. It's not even a "movie chosen by Angela," which is even hard to watch when in moods like I've been today. Unless of course I'm dead tired and want to curl up and die.

And then these kind of movies appeal to me. Pretty much any movie does I imagine.
But how often does that happen?
I considered going consumer whoring for running gear...
Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh - I donno.

And then there was this time that I was supposed to be hungry...
But I wasn't.
And that time was now. And really, I don't want to make Jim dinner so maybe potatoes are out. Hell, maybe even hanging out is out.

Or something.
He asked me about Samhain plans.
ON Samhain. Uncle Jimmy will be going to Portland. I wanted to go to Portland, but not to see his family for once. I really should have made the journey last weekend alone and maybe I would be going batshit crazy this weekend...

Maybe I need a trip without the guy if he isn't being that enthused about planning one. He's not a traveler or something.
Unless you consider Iraq a traveling endeavor. Har har.

-Angela