Now and Laters

those things are gross.

Right now: drinking beer. Writing this. Very exciting, I can assure you.

In a few minutes: still drinking beer. Reading a book for a while. Possible early bedtime. Early being defined as such only because I don't have to get up in the morning. On a normal work day, right now would be late. But on the eve of an off-day, late doesn't happen until somewhere in the 3-4am range.

Tomorrow: Hopefully shaking my severe lack of motivation and actually getting something done. I want to spend some time outside; get some fresh air and a little sunshine. I find that getting sun does wonders for improving my mood. I also want to maybe put those lights I bought up on my back deck, or make my fire pit. I want to get my dishes done, the recycling taken out, the floor vaccuumed, the old stanky-ass leftovers rotting in my fridge thrown away, and laundry washed. And I need to make a dentist appointment. Notice I didn't say want. I hate doctors. I do not want to go to the dentist. Especially because I know they are going to want to drill shit and pull shit and do equally shitty things to my mouth.

Also tomorrow... LP anniversary. I may be going.

In June: Effin' Beck at the Georgia Theatre. Hells yeah.

I can wait no longer

This past weekend was a nice one. A good old friend of mine got married to her high school sweetheart, and I was a bridesmaid. It was a simple wedding and a short reception, which was nice because even though I didn't have to do much, I was exhausted afterwards. Everything went off without problem until after the reception, when the bride's father was helping to set the church sanctuary back up; while replacing a part of the stage he ripped his palm open on a nail. So he got to spend the next 4.5 hours sitting in the ER bleeding on his rented tux. Seven stitches later, he has a nice permanent reminder of his daughter's wedding day.

I can not wait any longer. I must stop being an overgrown baby, suck it up, and go to the dentist. It has been a VERY long time since I've gone, though I've been lucky and have never had any serious problems. However, a particular molar has started being a little fickle about what substances come near it, and then last Thursday I noticed a dark speck that I hadn't seen before on another tooth. I do not like doctors of any sort, and am especially terrified of the dentist. But it has to be done if I don't want to end up like those bums sitting on the benches on College Ave. So if anyone has any recommendations for local dentists who will be nice to me and not make me feel stupid for (possibly) crying like a baby, let me know. Payment plans and good painkillers are a plus... Hook a sister up.

blech...

I didn't get enough sleep last night. It was my fault. But, I often skimp on a full 8 hours and don't have much trouble. This afternoon at work, I started feeling weird. So I ate a little something thinking that's all I needed. But it didn't go away entirely. After work I went and had a coffee (decaf of course, haha), and then went and ate a burrito. And now I've gone from feeling a little off to feeling pretty gross. I'm pretty damn sure it wasn't the burrito, so I'm just hoping it's not some illness sneaking up on me. I don't have time for any bacterial malarky or viral shenanigans. Maybe I just need to catch up on sleep. I'm going to go try that... nighty night.

The Vermonster will kill you.

Today is Kelly's birthday, so after work, a group of mostly Grill folk (and even those that aren't really Grill folk are close enough to be called so) went to Ben and Jerry's and got The Vermonster. And ate it all. The Vermonster is a big bucket of death. Or diabetes. Whatever. It contains one scoop of every flavor they have (about 20 scoops or so), brownies, cookies, topped with whipped cream, bananas, all the other toppings (sprinkles, nuts, chocolate chips, etc.), loads of caramel and hot fudge. Unfortunately they were out of cherries. We started off with maybe 9 or 10 people eating, but people dropped out pretty quickly, and ended up with just 4 or 5 finishing it up. And then we all thought we might puke. Or fall over. My very last bite consisted of a little melted ice cream covering a spoonful of caramel. Riding my bike home was a chore, and I had to just lay still for about 15 minutes after I got home. All that ice cream still hasn't digested, and I'm still feeling the strange sugar high that came with it. I'm expecting to crash here at any moment. So yeah, The Vermonster... It was truly excessive and yet, strangely beautiful.

You must be joking.

Monday:
Occasional showers. Highs in the mid 40s. East winds around 10 mph.

Highs in the mid 40's?? Tell me it isn't so, Weatherbug!

P.S. Does anyone have any recommendations for a place to get things altered? I have a bridesmaid's dress that I don't have the boobs or legs for, and would like to get it fixed. It's a pretty dress, really, but the wrong length makes it look a little nightgownish on me.

I should have seen it coming.

Thursday was such a great day. Probably one of the best I've had in a while. Good times were had by hanging out, drinking beer, watching movies, etc. I wish more days could be like it. Friday was nice, but uneventful. I worked, I had some coffee, I came home. And today is back to crap. Somehow, sometime between 8pm last night and 8am this morning, things have changed again. Though I don't know why because all I did during that time was fall asleep watching a movie, go to bed around 11:30, and go to work. So I can't figure out why I deserve this. I don't need it, that's for damn sure. This is giving me my ideas of where I stand. This is where my doubt comes from. This is why I just don't know about you. You want me to talk to you?? I only talk to people that talk back. At least do more than shake your head when I ask how you are doing, even if you've already made it obvious you don't want to talk to me and just couldn't get out the door fast enough.


I should have known Thursday wouldn't last.

today's agenda

Will include:   

   -Cleaning up the biological hazard site my house has become. I can't stand it. No, you can't come in because right now I don't want anyone stepping foot in this place. Give me a couple hours.

  -Eating Cheerios and drinking a hearty glass of Ovaltine (European Formula). See previous post. (this has actually already been accomplished).

  -Calling my landlord about my bathroom sink. It is no longer bolted to the wall, it's just balancing on it's own base. (Hmmm... Elton, what can you tell me about this??  )

  -Folding/putting away laundry. Quite possibly my most hated of household chores. If you would like to come do this for me, I would love you forever.

  -A shower. Because like my house, I am gross.

  -A ride to Roswell. To Whirlyball Atlanta. To see Mogwai tonight. With the other Erin.

There may be other things I do, but I won't list anything else because I'm not trying to be a hero. Knowing my procrastinating ways, there are two things above that may not happen. Well, off we go!