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let me say first: i am so tired.
this week has felt an eternity long already and i don't think it ends properly until monday.
after not being able to fall asleep last night, and dragging myself up earlier than my body appreciated, i went up to the cities today to do things that needed done.
-gave money and application type things to flaky apartment chick.
-took lots of pictures of the lovely empty apartment that will hopefully be ours. (it has the longest closet there ever was. i swear.)
-had fantastic cookies and cream with peanut butter malts with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
borofish at the malt shop (that place always feels like home and always makes remember being about five).
-was treated terribly rudely by store clerk type people making me (quite irrationally) feel like crying in the car ten minutes later. but i managed not to.
-had dinner with family.
-got oil changed in car and such so that it won't complain about going from 2nd to 3rd gear again.
-was totally surprised to watch dad try to call about my truck. huh?
-got the most rockstarrin' pair of jeans ever at goodwill.
-finished my taxes with my dad. finally.
and then i immediately became exhausted and cranky and felt about three and as if i'd be unable to even tie my shoelaces. and i don't know if it's pms, or withdrawl for the ssri's or a combination of a billion things. but i don't like it. i just want hugs.
in other news
-last friday i went to the grocery store around midnight and totally had the opportunity to steal a krispy kremes truck. don't ask me why i didn't. or at least why i didn't steal some krispy kremes.
-the front page story on the weekly world news this week (otherwise known as "the paper") claims: dick cheney is a robot! and shows him pulling the skin away from his torso to reveal robot insides. this made my week, if only because it's the type of headline you always expect to see and which somehow never quite materializes that often.
and
traffic all but stopped just before lakeville on the drive up today. so naturally i got off the highway and took the back roads through the suburbs and past my mother's house. something i do every other year or so when i haven't been in good contact with her. partly just to make sure it looks like they still live there and haven't escaped to maui yet. (they haven't.) it's been a couple of years since i last drove by, and today i was struck not only by the fact that this is where-i-grew-up as tends to happen, but also by the fact that, damn. i'm grown-up. because if nothing else, the neighborhood is beginning to look entirely different as the trees--that were brand new when we built the house and there was still a farm with a single cow down the street where there is now a stoplight--start to look like real trees. real trees which were one of the things i missed most when we moved there. it's rather shocking to realize that, after all, they've had a good fifteen years to grow.
goodnight.
p.s. there's something in my wall. and it's scratching.
this week has felt an eternity long already and i don't think it ends properly until monday.
after not being able to fall asleep last night, and dragging myself up earlier than my body appreciated, i went up to the cities today to do things that needed done.
-gave money and application type things to flaky apartment chick.
-took lots of pictures of the lovely empty apartment that will hopefully be ours. (it has the longest closet there ever was. i swear.)
-had fantastic cookies and cream with peanut butter malts with
borofish at the malt shop (that place always feels like home and always makes remember being about five).-was treated terribly rudely by store clerk type people making me (quite irrationally) feel like crying in the car ten minutes later. but i managed not to.
-had dinner with family.
-got oil changed in car and such so that it won't complain about going from 2nd to 3rd gear again.
-was totally surprised to watch dad try to call about my truck. huh?
-got the most rockstarrin' pair of jeans ever at goodwill.
-finished my taxes with my dad. finally.
and then i immediately became exhausted and cranky and felt about three and as if i'd be unable to even tie my shoelaces. and i don't know if it's pms, or withdrawl for the ssri's or a combination of a billion things. but i don't like it. i just want hugs.
in other news
-last friday i went to the grocery store around midnight and totally had the opportunity to steal a krispy kremes truck. don't ask me why i didn't. or at least why i didn't steal some krispy kremes.
-the front page story on the weekly world news this week (otherwise known as "the paper") claims: dick cheney is a robot! and shows him pulling the skin away from his torso to reveal robot insides. this made my week, if only because it's the type of headline you always expect to see and which somehow never quite materializes that often.
and
traffic all but stopped just before lakeville on the drive up today. so naturally i got off the highway and took the back roads through the suburbs and past my mother's house. something i do every other year or so when i haven't been in good contact with her. partly just to make sure it looks like they still live there and haven't escaped to maui yet. (they haven't.) it's been a couple of years since i last drove by, and today i was struck not only by the fact that this is where-i-grew-up as tends to happen, but also by the fact that, damn. i'm grown-up. because if nothing else, the neighborhood is beginning to look entirely different as the trees--that were brand new when we built the house and there was still a farm with a single cow down the street where there is now a stoplight--start to look like real trees. real trees which were one of the things i missed most when we moved there. it's rather shocking to realize that, after all, they've had a good fifteen years to grow.
goodnight.
p.s. there's something in my wall. and it's scratching.
