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Dec. 1st, 2000 08:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbminxI have had a busy past few hours. I commandeered the chair from beside my mother's bed to use in front of the computer. Every night she complains that this chair is not comfortable, but every night she refuses to do anything about it. It's a stackable plastic chair, the kind they sell for patios. It has a blanket and pillow in it, but if I don't get out of it soon my ass will be numb.
I have to go to a Thing tonight that I don't want to go to. The chances of me running into someone I don't want to see (not just one particular someone, but a whole potential list of someones) are decent. I guess I sort of have an old life and I feel like I will have a new life and this is one of several intermediates, and I don't want to see many people from the old. Friends, sure, but only really good friends, not my old voice instructor (who is certainly going to remark on the complete change in hair style and color, as well as the glaringly large silver thing sticking out under my chin, mmhmm). & it also doesn't help that I have been behind the scenes of this type of event before... I know all the songs, I've ushered, I've seen it like four times before. But mother has never been, so I am duty bound to accompany her (no, she doesn't have anyone else she can/will go with, she refuses to see anyone she knows except me, even). Damn it.
I forgot to mention that I called Kitty Wednesday night around 10 and we talked for like two hours. E. went into the bathroom to read his philosophy book. My efforts to stalk Corey Feldman were not unappreciated. I must admit, though, Kitty's LJ popularity is making me jealous! It took me like two months to get as many friends as she currently has, and she gets replies to every entry. Maybe I should self-edit or be a little less of a shut-in.
Oooh, speaking of which, I am not going to the fashion show thingy Saturday night. I don't really feel up to it, plus, I was supposed to go with B. and his work schedule changed and he can't go. Given the dinner theater monstrosity to which I am being dragged tonight (madrigals, anyone?) I don't think I will have the energy to get all dolled up Saturday night. But I think I should drag B. to a club in a week or two. We both need to get out more, we are both becoming bitter old shut-ins because of where we live and family things. I'm sick and he plays Sim City a lot. This is no way to live!
Just now, I am going to run down to McDonald's and grab a breakfast, then do the listeroutine and try to catch some zzz before I have to get up this afternoon and throw on cute presentable clothing.
I sound a lot bitchier and more irritated than I feel. I'm just dreading the madrigal dinner tonight.
I have to go to a Thing tonight that I don't want to go to. The chances of me running into someone I don't want to see (not just one particular someone, but a whole potential list of someones) are decent. I guess I sort of have an old life and I feel like I will have a new life and this is one of several intermediates, and I don't want to see many people from the old. Friends, sure, but only really good friends, not my old voice instructor (who is certainly going to remark on the complete change in hair style and color, as well as the glaringly large silver thing sticking out under my chin, mmhmm). & it also doesn't help that I have been behind the scenes of this type of event before... I know all the songs, I've ushered, I've seen it like four times before. But mother has never been, so I am duty bound to accompany her (no, she doesn't have anyone else she can/will go with, she refuses to see anyone she knows except me, even). Damn it.
I forgot to mention that I called Kitty Wednesday night around 10 and we talked for like two hours. E. went into the bathroom to read his philosophy book. My efforts to stalk Corey Feldman were not unappreciated. I must admit, though, Kitty's LJ popularity is making me jealous! It took me like two months to get as many friends as she currently has, and she gets replies to every entry. Maybe I should self-edit or be a little less of a shut-in.
Oooh, speaking of which, I am not going to the fashion show thingy Saturday night. I don't really feel up to it, plus, I was supposed to go with B. and his work schedule changed and he can't go. Given the dinner theater monstrosity to which I am being dragged tonight (madrigals, anyone?) I don't think I will have the energy to get all dolled up Saturday night. But I think I should drag B. to a club in a week or two. We both need to get out more, we are both becoming bitter old shut-ins because of where we live and family things. I'm sick and he plays Sim City a lot. This is no way to live!
Just now, I am going to run down to McDonald's and grab a breakfast, then do the listeroutine and try to catch some zzz before I have to get up this afternoon and throw on cute presentable clothing.
I sound a lot bitchier and more irritated than I feel. I'm just dreading the madrigal dinner tonight.
