Friday
I found myself writing something completely outside the boundries of my job on Friday. I’ve been told it’ll see the light of day someday. I wait with baited breath.
At around 3:00, we were told the whole office was going out to see “Finding Nemo.” I laughed my ass off the whole ninety minutes. The sharks and seaguls were my favorites.
(“Mine!”)
Went out to dinner with friends at a place called “Swingers.” Retro 70’s restaurant. Our waitress was very cute and very flirty. She was also the only waitress on the floor. We left her a big tip. Been there, done that, didn’t get a tip. That sucks.
The Vampire TT game got cancelled. That’s okay. This Friday.
And my surprise is ready, willing, and able.
(The shovel was nothing. NOTHING!)
Saturday
Got out of the old apartment and got into the new. Picked up my folks’ truck late Friday night. I hoped to have two trucks to move the desk and the futon, but instead, ended up taking two trips. Rob, Steve, and the ‘ling helped out. Great guys. Thanks.
As for Saturday night… that’s my own concern. But, I will admit that rum really does do wonders for an Irishman’s temper.
Sunday
The debacle that was Adultcon meant I had to help out a friend… twice. Spent the rest of the day consoling and eating Chinese food. Then, cleaned out our living room, gave away a few books, and shared some poetry I haven’t shared in a long time.
Went to sleep content. For the first time in a long time. I’m surrounded by friends, I’ve eliminated almost all the negative energy in my life, and my job is wonderful. Just one thing is missing.
It’s been six months. Mourning is over.