Made you look.
(Cause I’m classy like that;)
It’s Monday. The chill of outside followed me in from my break and refuses to leave my hands. I stood out there for 5 minutes, scarf wrapped around my head, smoking through a gap in the scarf’s weave- thinking, this has to be the stupidest habit anyone could ever have. I had to bang on the heat vent with my stick (why they gave me a bighuge ruler is beyond me) for 10 minutes before I finally drew the attention of Stan who, as he was adjusting the temperature, informed me that the banging doesn’t do anything. I tartly replied that it got him to come over and turn it on, now didn’t it?
It’s Monday- I have a STACK of work accumulated from the weekend. I’ve .looked. at it- that’s as far as I’ve gotten. I’m, as always, dead tired. *Someone* kept me up on the phone all night again. ;) It’s ok though... pretty soon he’s going to rack up his missed trivia debt to three million dollars. I <3 three million dollars. *yawn* Oh well- at least it’s too cold to snow. *looks out my window* Oh.my.freakin’.god. It’s snowing.
THE WEEKEND
On Friday I invited Chris to come out to Azia with me. And it’s like this: I’m torn between recovering and starting to become interested in other peoples again- I feel better and notice the men-folk around me. *OR* I find these ‘signs’ that convince me that Chris and I belong together and get frustrated when he doesn’t feel the same. The combination from one to the other, to the other, to the other has driven me freakin’ insane. Hence Friday night’s verbal diarrhea and The Abuse of Christopher. Oops.
Saturday was better though. My friend Scarlett came down from Duluth and we went to see the Frida Kahlo exhibit at the Walker. And it was... I don’t even know what to say. I mean, normally I snicker at those people who lean back and stroke their chins at art galleries;) Maybe it’s because I miss Chris, maybe I was PMSing or something... but at one point, I just thought- I *get* this lady and got maybe, sorta, a little emotional. But I didn’t cry. Anyone who says anything else is a liar. To make up for the sentimentality I took Scar to Billy’s Bar afterwards. And then- then we drank! To Boyd and Nea! Happy birthday!:)
On Sunday there was a hangover. And we were broke. So I took my friend to the cheapest breakfast in the area. Yep- we went to IKEA:) I <3 IKEA so much. 99 cent breakfast! WOO! Scarlett was not so impressed that I took her to a furniture store on her ‘big city’ visit... but she managed to find a $2 rug and some $1 lint rollers and hopefully she’ll come back and visit again someday. We made plans together for next Friday in Duluth so it couldn’t have been too bad...
And the Packers lost.
YAY WEEKEND!
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