The off and on post
Jul. 14th, 2006 10:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
angelakI worked on writing this off and on this morning:
And here begins another day.
I was happy last night because the PPC meeting ended at 8:30 - went home and didn’t do anything active. Bad. Bad. I always feel like shit if I do this too many days consecutively.
I’m doing this lately and it’s causing distress.
This tends to mean in the next week or so this is going to change.
After all – bouncing around the office and having people blame it on caffeine intakes…
Well, it’s really not caffeine that affects me that way anymore. The caffeine has long since lost that affect because I’ve been drinking it so long.
So, I’m committed to being productive today as soon as I get out of the office here. I need to square away some requests.
I want my Friday to fly by, because honestly… I’m just biding time until I can drive off to the Tacoma area. I cannot wait until soldier boy is done training the cadets. This means he can start driving up here more often. He is actively appreciative when I make the trips down South (and so frequently), and it was nice to hear him acknowledge that after this army-gig he’d be making more trips up North. This makes me happy.
I like my home too.
It’s a good one.
Not to mention I cannot hang out with my friends nearly as much if I am always down South. That simple. So it has been a bit of a divide lately with my homies.
Not necessarily the pagan homies, either. I mean the high school homies.
Sooo, the weekend is laying out nicely and Jimmy has Sunday off. This turns out PERFECT.
Said plans:
Friday after work, gather belongings and doggies together (bring doggie food this time – we’ll be away from home more than a day) – drive up to Lakewood/Tacoma area ASAP during rush hour.
(Tempted to stop in southcenter and search for a personalized plate frame, I have plans with this! Classy needs one that says “CLASSY” on the front, and some Thelemite saying on the back.)
But then knowing me. I’ll just book down to the Tacoma.
No FoL staffing for me this year. I’m bummed, mostly because I didn’t hear about the mandatory staff meeting until the day of, and I was scheduled for PPC.
That’s okay. I guess it’d be less hectic this year without that. It does, however mean I may only show for one day or so. I’m not sure how that weekend is going.
I don’t even know if I’ll go to the ritual itself at this point. Showing at FoL may be limited to visiting only this year.
And perhaps next year I’ll wager on staffing and attending. I think that’s my plan. I was going to try and get involved some other way this year, and it just wasn’t where my energy was this year.
I remember promising myself after the ritual last year that I was not going to be on ritual crew the next year. I’ve kept that promise, in spite of my known weakness to be in sparkly public rits.
Anyways.
So after booking down to Tacoma, who knows what. Patti is having a birthday get together at Schooner’s, although I know I am definitely going to Schooner’s Saturday night to celebrate Ernest’s birthday. And I am going to get trashed because it has seriously been a month or two since I’ve really drank to any real level of inebriation.
Mikey is our DD this time. This makes me happy that it isn’t me this time.
And when Jim and I went to Schooner’s for Mike’s birthday celebration, I only had a few drinks and we had to leave early. Because he worked in the morning and I was going with Jim back to the apartment.
Which was fine. Until the serious conversation ensued and my double vodka decided to kick in right then. But that went okay just the same. Yeay communication.
I still have some things to post about later on.
Coachella eventually.
4th of July.
Jesus. I suck at LJ.
Lol. We’ll see if either of those posts come to fruitation.
The 4th would be pretty quick.
OOOH well.
-Angela
And here begins another day.
I was happy last night because the PPC meeting ended at 8:30 - went home and didn’t do anything active. Bad. Bad. I always feel like shit if I do this too many days consecutively.
I’m doing this lately and it’s causing distress.
This tends to mean in the next week or so this is going to change.
After all – bouncing around the office and having people blame it on caffeine intakes…
Well, it’s really not caffeine that affects me that way anymore. The caffeine has long since lost that affect because I’ve been drinking it so long.
So, I’m committed to being productive today as soon as I get out of the office here. I need to square away some requests.
I want my Friday to fly by, because honestly… I’m just biding time until I can drive off to the Tacoma area. I cannot wait until soldier boy is done training the cadets. This means he can start driving up here more often. He is actively appreciative when I make the trips down South (and so frequently), and it was nice to hear him acknowledge that after this army-gig he’d be making more trips up North. This makes me happy.
I like my home too.
It’s a good one.
Not to mention I cannot hang out with my friends nearly as much if I am always down South. That simple. So it has been a bit of a divide lately with my homies.
Not necessarily the pagan homies, either. I mean the high school homies.
Sooo, the weekend is laying out nicely and Jimmy has Sunday off. This turns out PERFECT.
Said plans:
Friday after work, gather belongings and doggies together (bring doggie food this time – we’ll be away from home more than a day) – drive up to Lakewood/Tacoma area ASAP during rush hour.
(Tempted to stop in southcenter and search for a personalized plate frame, I have plans with this! Classy needs one that says “CLASSY” on the front, and some Thelemite saying on the back.)
But then knowing me. I’ll just book down to the Tacoma.
No FoL staffing for me this year. I’m bummed, mostly because I didn’t hear about the mandatory staff meeting until the day of, and I was scheduled for PPC.
That’s okay. I guess it’d be less hectic this year without that. It does, however mean I may only show for one day or so. I’m not sure how that weekend is going.
I don’t even know if I’ll go to the ritual itself at this point. Showing at FoL may be limited to visiting only this year.
And perhaps next year I’ll wager on staffing and attending. I think that’s my plan. I was going to try and get involved some other way this year, and it just wasn’t where my energy was this year.
I remember promising myself after the ritual last year that I was not going to be on ritual crew the next year. I’ve kept that promise, in spite of my known weakness to be in sparkly public rits.
Anyways.
So after booking down to Tacoma, who knows what. Patti is having a birthday get together at Schooner’s, although I know I am definitely going to Schooner’s Saturday night to celebrate Ernest’s birthday. And I am going to get trashed because it has seriously been a month or two since I’ve really drank to any real level of inebriation.
Mikey is our DD this time. This makes me happy that it isn’t me this time.
And when Jim and I went to Schooner’s for Mike’s birthday celebration, I only had a few drinks and we had to leave early. Because he worked in the morning and I was going with Jim back to the apartment.
Which was fine. Until the serious conversation ensued and my double vodka decided to kick in right then. But that went okay just the same. Yeay communication.
I still have some things to post about later on.
Coachella eventually.
4th of July.
Jesus. I suck at LJ.
Lol. We’ll see if either of those posts come to fruitation.
The 4th would be pretty quick.
OOOH well.
-Angela
