Weekend Update
Jun. 6th, 2006 12:53 amThe weekend has pretty much kicked a whole lot of ass; at least the times when I wasn’t being annoyed by varying folks. Which – for the most part, I wasn’t. Being annoyed.
Ah – what to write.
Tonight I feel good. I accidentally missed my hike AGAIN due to random sleeping. I laid down and slept and slept and slept.
And then I awoke and there was no hike time.
Baulderdash! GROWL.
Anyhow. I built a tiny bridge and got over that.
Then I took a much, much needed shower and then did some grocery shopping.
I love grocery shopping at odd hours, like midnight – because no one else is in the store and it just causes me general amusement. It just feels good. I do not know why.
Thank goodness for the 24 hour Safeway. I prefer Fred Meyer when it’s before 11PM – though sometimes I switch things up because Safeway kicks ass for staying open all night long for people like me who find it better to not deal with idiots in the isles – and people staring at what the hell I am doing while I am out and about.
And there is always this one checker at this Safeway on when I choose to do my random-night-shoppings. And he’s really nice.
You know – small (yet relevant) talk, laid back type dude.
Sooo I got my groceries, I am clean. (Clean Angela=Happy Angela).
Chatting briefly online with people. Finding a really cool new LJ friend:
izzbot . Or rather, I’ve been found by him.
Let’sss see. I have so much to post on and so little brain cells left to do it with.
I’d almost rather be stupid and watch Gilmore Girls before bed.
Friday: Kelsi’s 22nd birthday get together. Cost too much, the dinner conversation annoyed me, although I was happy that Jim could come, and also very happy to see Ryan.
I love Ryan.
Also didn’t get enough Kelsi time. Drank some – Ryan gave me a ride home.
I was content because I felt very warm and fuzzy about Jim when he left, even if it meant he was going off to drill for the weekend. *warm fuzzy!*
Jim was social and that was awesome. It’s a relief to date someone who can carry themselves in their own conversations. I’m not saying
khaya couldn’t – although, Jim is just more outgoing and I find this VERY cool.
Saturday Slept in. Called
chinchillagirl and went over to the Kirkbus household. Was feeling spacy and retarded for part of the morning, and felt very puppy-dog like - *insert following of the
chinchillagirl here*.
I think she understood. Conclusions: I love her bedroom.
It also made me wonder if I need to rearrange. My room has been it’s usual same old self for quite a while now. Well. 6 months actually. I moved things around a *LITTLE* when the
khaya breakup occurred. But not much.
Change is hard though :P
Prepared for ranch party. Went to ranch party.
Had a blast!!!
Socialized with
chinchillagirl a lot, not nearly enough with
violindaine, and I met a said previously mentioned
izzbot.
Much of the dancing was done with the ever goofy, dance-loving
duckdaring! I had fun!
Had a phone call from Jim and that was cool.
I was a dork briefly and talked and talked on the phone with him. I couldn’t help it! He makes me smile.
Eventually I rejoined the union of the social masses.
chinchillagirl and I played “Apples to Apples,” and I actually won the game, even though we weren’t playing to win. I just had lots of cards. I rarely win at games, so that was a switch for me.
I had my usual token 2 drinks (per Angela-driving rules) and enjoyed conversation with many very sweet people at the ranch. Long conversations at the river and lovely walks through the forest were a close tie with the fun dancing.
I. Love. To. Dance.
Got home after 4AM, showered, rolled into bed.
Sunday was a chill day with the parents. Jim called in the evening letting me know he was back home. Mentioned lots of people at his apartment and wishing I could be there. I said, “I can.” And that was that. I headed Tacoma-bound.
Ray Ray was very drunk when I got there. I met a couple more new people. (A girl named Patti was very awesome.) I enjoyed the totally wasted Ray Ray and somehow ended up with a bite on my arm from said Ray. Today it is a bit tender. Jeeeeez.
Much laughter, and I drank because I knew I was headed no where else. I had 4 coke and rums. Well, 2 coke and rums and then 2 Italian liquor and cokes.
I knew that #4 would be what put me out of the “buzzed” category into the “drunk” one. I was okay with this. Not the “wasted,” or even, “moderately drunk,” but the “JUST drunk,” category. (I try my best to regulate and get this drinking chemistry to a science.)
Hehehe. SO. This being said – the 4th drink didn’t hit me until we were headed to bed. Or to the bedroom where Jimmy wanted to play video games. I was okay with this; although I began the drunk babble at him. About stuff. Like stuff that bothered me back in the day.
Nothing too upsetting or anything. It was nice to get some of that stuff off my chest and perhaps help him understand a certain part of me – even if it was the “drunk babble,” happening. I went on to describe a certain era of my life. Blah blah blah.
He was sweet and tolerated it ;) That’s time #2 he has experience the Angela-drunk-I’m-going-to-tell-you-about-these obscure, buried, parts of my life-babble.
I drank more than I realized. It’s a rare day that I get hung over. It took me a while to realize I was hung over. I felt very, VERY crummy.
Video game playing, me napping off my bleeeeeehhh feeling after walking the boys ensued.
Rufus got into the garbage and this set Jim off anyway because the kitchen was a COMPLETE mess from the BBQ. And it was his turn to clean.
We cleaned the kitchen, his grumpiness faded, we lounged some more, went to get food, came back, blahblahblah. Much comfy companionship.
Soon enough it was time to leave because he had class and I was hoping for a hike.
This didn’t happen. I laid down and fell asleep. Fast. Until 9PM, when I got up. Chatted online a while. Showered. Went grocery shopping. Came home. Wrote this post.
And it’s almost 1AM. Work tomorrow.
Start another work week.
Got to pay the bills. Playtime is over.
-Angela
Ah – what to write.
Tonight I feel good. I accidentally missed my hike AGAIN due to random sleeping. I laid down and slept and slept and slept.
And then I awoke and there was no hike time.
Baulderdash! GROWL.
Anyhow. I built a tiny bridge and got over that.
Then I took a much, much needed shower and then did some grocery shopping.
I love grocery shopping at odd hours, like midnight – because no one else is in the store and it just causes me general amusement. It just feels good. I do not know why.
Thank goodness for the 24 hour Safeway. I prefer Fred Meyer when it’s before 11PM – though sometimes I switch things up because Safeway kicks ass for staying open all night long for people like me who find it better to not deal with idiots in the isles – and people staring at what the hell I am doing while I am out and about.
And there is always this one checker at this Safeway on when I choose to do my random-night-shoppings. And he’s really nice.
You know – small (yet relevant) talk, laid back type dude.
Sooo I got my groceries, I am clean. (Clean Angela=Happy Angela).
Chatting briefly online with people. Finding a really cool new LJ friend:
Let’sss see. I have so much to post on and so little brain cells left to do it with.
I’d almost rather be stupid and watch Gilmore Girls before bed.
Friday: Kelsi’s 22nd birthday get together. Cost too much, the dinner conversation annoyed me, although I was happy that Jim could come, and also very happy to see Ryan.
I love Ryan.
Also didn’t get enough Kelsi time. Drank some – Ryan gave me a ride home.
I was content because I felt very warm and fuzzy about Jim when he left, even if it meant he was going off to drill for the weekend. *warm fuzzy!*
Jim was social and that was awesome. It’s a relief to date someone who can carry themselves in their own conversations. I’m not saying
Saturday Slept in. Called
I think she understood. Conclusions: I love her bedroom.
It also made me wonder if I need to rearrange. My room has been it’s usual same old self for quite a while now. Well. 6 months actually. I moved things around a *LITTLE* when the
Change is hard though :P
Prepared for ranch party. Went to ranch party.
Had a blast!!!
Socialized with
Much of the dancing was done with the ever goofy, dance-loving
Had a phone call from Jim and that was cool.
I was a dork briefly and talked and talked on the phone with him. I couldn’t help it! He makes me smile.
Eventually I rejoined the union of the social masses.
I had my usual token 2 drinks (per Angela-driving rules) and enjoyed conversation with many very sweet people at the ranch. Long conversations at the river and lovely walks through the forest were a close tie with the fun dancing.
I. Love. To. Dance.
Got home after 4AM, showered, rolled into bed.
Sunday was a chill day with the parents. Jim called in the evening letting me know he was back home. Mentioned lots of people at his apartment and wishing I could be there. I said, “I can.” And that was that. I headed Tacoma-bound.
Ray Ray was very drunk when I got there. I met a couple more new people. (A girl named Patti was very awesome.) I enjoyed the totally wasted Ray Ray and somehow ended up with a bite on my arm from said Ray. Today it is a bit tender. Jeeeeez.
Much laughter, and I drank because I knew I was headed no where else. I had 4 coke and rums. Well, 2 coke and rums and then 2 Italian liquor and cokes.
I knew that #4 would be what put me out of the “buzzed” category into the “drunk” one. I was okay with this. Not the “wasted,” or even, “moderately drunk,” but the “JUST drunk,” category. (I try my best to regulate and get this drinking chemistry to a science.)
Hehehe. SO. This being said – the 4th drink didn’t hit me until we were headed to bed. Or to the bedroom where Jimmy wanted to play video games. I was okay with this; although I began the drunk babble at him. About stuff. Like stuff that bothered me back in the day.
Nothing too upsetting or anything. It was nice to get some of that stuff off my chest and perhaps help him understand a certain part of me – even if it was the “drunk babble,” happening. I went on to describe a certain era of my life. Blah blah blah.
He was sweet and tolerated it ;) That’s time #2 he has experience the Angela-drunk-I’m-going-to-tell-you-about-these obscure, buried, parts of my life-babble.
I drank more than I realized. It’s a rare day that I get hung over. It took me a while to realize I was hung over. I felt very, VERY crummy.
Video game playing, me napping off my bleeeeeehhh feeling after walking the boys ensued.
Rufus got into the garbage and this set Jim off anyway because the kitchen was a COMPLETE mess from the BBQ. And it was his turn to clean.
We cleaned the kitchen, his grumpiness faded, we lounged some more, went to get food, came back, blahblahblah. Much comfy companionship.
Soon enough it was time to leave because he had class and I was hoping for a hike.
This didn’t happen. I laid down and fell asleep. Fast. Until 9PM, when I got up. Chatted online a while. Showered. Went grocery shopping. Came home. Wrote this post.
And it’s almost 1AM. Work tomorrow.
Start another work week.
Got to pay the bills. Playtime is over.
-Angela
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Date: 2006-06-06 10:04 am (UTC)IM
Date: 2006-06-06 02:41 pm (UTC)I didn't know!
This crazy community!
lol.
-Angela
OH
Date: 2006-06-06 02:47 pm (UTC)He seems like a good guy AND and awesome guy.
Just likable in general.
-Angela
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Date: 2006-06-06 05:35 pm (UTC)