Home again, home again.
Kyla and I spent most of the last seven days housesitting for The Imperial Princess of Cute while she and her man went down to play around at amusement parks or some-such. We tended kitties, occasionally fed a very small fish, played on the Gamecube and read books. Now I’m home, and I get to sleep in my own bed again. Bliss!
More to come, as I find out how true it is that “a change is as good as a rest.”
My day so far can be summed up by one delightful scene at the Starbucks near my place of employment:
“What can I get started for you, ma’am?”
C’mon, dude. I’m standing ten feet away at the most. Sure, I’m rocking my totally awesome scarf, but I’m also sporting reasonably short hair and a big black trenchcoat. Do I really look all that feminine?
Of course the gods decreed that this moment of joy should take place in a store chock full of patrons, for maximum embarrassment value. Spiffy. Can I go home now?
Tell you what.
I’ll pretend that I filled the last couple of weeks with post after post about how tired and out-of-sorts I’ve been, and you’ll pretend to have read those posts, with or without the requisite rolling of the eyes or the deep sigh of boredom and/or frustration.
This past weekend we moved a bunch more of Kyla’s stuff from her old home to her new home. We also picked up a new television for her, mainly so there’s something to watch DVDs and play video games on. The highlight of the previous weekend was taking the kids to see “TMNT,” which was a better movie than I expected. (No, seriously. It’s good. While it’s not grand or epic, it’s still a solidly entertaining little film. If it doesn’t do well in DVD sales I’ll be terribly disappointed.)
I haven’t been completely idle on the writing front, though. Consider how much time I put in over the last two months to get the new anime forum, A.E.I.O.U., up to speed!
Now let’s see if I can strike a balance so that I’m not letting this poor journal gather dust so often…
Considering my rather upset tummy yesterday, I figured that I’d try to eat a relatively mild lunch today. My first thought was to head over and grab a bagel at Starbucks, but as I walked that direction it occurred to me that I could instead swing by Pizza Schmizza for some breadsticks.
Denied. The line at Schmizza was almost out the door. I went back to my original plan of a bagel and cup of cocoa.
Denied. The Starbucks nearest to my workplace doesn’t sell bagels, and the pastries weren’t at all what I had in mind… and probably not a wise choice all things considered. I decided to hit the deli at Albertson’s for a fresh sandwich.
Denied. After waiting several minutes for anybody at all to come see if any customers needed help and then being told that it would be eight to ten minutes before I could get a simple cold-cuts sandwich, I gave up and went in search of the bakery.
Success! Some twenty minutes after leaving the office, I returned with two fresh bagels, some cream cheese spread and a small carton of chocolate milk.
So far, so good… my body is behaving itself. Let’s hope that remains the case, shall we?
Here’s one way in which my life is terribly amusing.
I was heading over to Kyla’s place after work yesterday to watch Doctor Who and have dinner. Figuring that showing up empty-handed might lack style, I went to the grocery store and picked up beverages and a loaf of french bread.
Guess who was in the same checkout line, two people ahead of me? Guess who was also buying beverages and french bread?
That’s the funny way my life tends to go.
In other news, I have a new mattress set. Getting used to it has taken a few nights, but it’s ever-so-comfy! Maybe this will help with my ongoing sleep problems.
I spent a lot of time in bed today, however, because for some reason my innards decided to rebel overnight and all through the day. Bleah.
And that’s all the news that’s fit to print. I won’t promise more frequent updates, because I seem to keep breaking those promises…
(An entire week went by? Ack!)
It’s late and I should get into bed, but here’s a stream-of-consciousness barrage of the good things that filled most (or at least some) of the last ten days: BT’s “Emotional Technology”, Epic Super Munchkin Bites, The Art of the Catapult, The World Forestry Center, Scorched Earth 3D, steak, the Eden Trial, Doctor Who, Apocalyptica, pizza, A.E.I.O.U., Koyaanisqatsi, orange creme Hershey’s Kisses candy, Object Desktop, cocoa, and the company of good people.
Because dwelling on the good stuff is healthier than the alternative, usually.
