Then the monkeys fly out of my butt
Mar. 22nd, 2004 11:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
quesarahAck. Had a weekend that left me badly in need of another RIGHT NOW. Friday was a 12 hour day; got some spiffy new highlights in the hair and had a fun chat with my stylist. She turns stereotypes on their ear, being one of the few lesbian hairstylists I've ever met. She is fab; she does great hair and is also a blast to talk to. I listened to the latest installment of the Melodrama that is Her Love Life and made appropriate groany noises. We swapped gaybashing stories; fun, that.
Saturday was a slug day, and that evening I went out with the boys. There was beer, a wee bit of karaoke, some foosball, and lots of talk about women's asses. Good night. As I promised the missus, I had no whiskey (only beer) and was home at a reasonable hour.
Sunday we had the practice session for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wafflelips' interview. I had no idea what was happening; it may as well have been conducted in Latin. I think I faked it all right, though. It seemed to be productive.
Rehearsal on Sunday was a bust. I usually count on choir practice to energize me for the coming week; lately it's been nothing but an energy drain. I was already dog tired, and by the end I was completely zonked. Had to get out and go home to my girl. She and I curled up on the couch and were vegetables for the night. Necessary.
Today I want nothing more than to be sitting in living room, wearing sweats, eating junk food, and playing Knights of the Old Republic all day. Dude, I swear that one Jedi is hitting on me. She totally wants me. Oh yeah.
Saturday was a slug day, and that evening I went out with the boys. There was beer, a wee bit of karaoke, some foosball, and lots of talk about women's asses. Good night. As I promised the missus, I had no whiskey (only beer) and was home at a reasonable hour.
Sunday we had the practice session for
wafflelips' interview. I had no idea what was happening; it may as well have been conducted in Latin. I think I faked it all right, though. It seemed to be productive. Rehearsal on Sunday was a bust. I usually count on choir practice to energize me for the coming week; lately it's been nothing but an energy drain. I was already dog tired, and by the end I was completely zonked. Had to get out and go home to my girl. She and I curled up on the couch and were vegetables for the night. Necessary.
Today I want nothing more than to be sitting in living room, wearing sweats, eating junk food, and playing Knights of the Old Republic all day. Dude, I swear that one Jedi is hitting on me. She totally wants me. Oh yeah.
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Date: 2004-03-22 02:03 pm (UTC)yes that was my guess. and my monday could be more of a monday...it's not horrible. i just don't really want to be here. i'm tired. i still need to eat lunch. i want to know what's happening with the re-org and if my boss may just be moving to mira mesa instead of escondido. but it's still a monday.
Okay, you and I get the rest of the day off. Change into sweats and bring some chocolate over to my house; we'll play xbox.
wooohooo. good plan good plan. i have chocolate and other assorted junk food. and while my hands are a bit tired from typing today, i think they'll be ok to play Xbox. :)