Peak. Tweak. Don't be meek.
Dec. 18th, 2002 10:45 amI'm not operating at peak performance today, but I guess no one can be at peak performance every day.
I've passed on a couple of calls I probably could have taken, I fucked up and didn't take a call because I was playing Klax (It is the nineties, and there is time for... KLAX!). I dunno.
I think I'm catching Andrew's cold. I felt worse yesterday, but we went to bed early last night, and I'm feeling very rested today. A little out of it, apparently, but rested.
I'm so excited about the weekend and the holiday and all that jazz. I think it's going to be so much fun! Unfortunately, I have to make a double batch of pierogi tomorrow night, for the party. But that's the worst thing I have to do. This weekend we spend obsessively cleaning to make the house bright and shiny for when my mom gets here.
We got the 30 lb package from Andrew's parents yesterday. Lots of stuff in it! Tons of presents for him, and a present for me, and the pictures from our vacation in B.C in August (there's a picture of me with a smore by the campfire in Manning Park that I just adore, and a picture of me looking crazily proud of myself at Base Camp of Frosty).
I noticed that there are quite a few more pictures of me than there are of him. I think that's because a) he got to hold the camera most of the time and b) I take HORRIBLE pictures. I have pictures of my thumb all over the world. "This is my thumb in Paris, This is my thumb in London, This is my thumb in San Francisco..." That's why I want a digital camera. That way, I could practice taking pictures, be able to tell right away what pictures are good and what pictures are not, and not pay through the nose for it. Of course, that would require a largish outlay to begin with.
Ah, money. The bane of my existance.
There's always a chance my Christmas bonus will be super big, although I doubt it. People have said they get bonuses of $600-$900, but I have only been here for 4 months, so I'm not expecting that. If I get a bonus of $300, we'll have enough money for a new set of pots (which is kind of needed, since the no-stick stuff is coming off into our food, which I hear is really bad for us) and to pay for my stint in the emergency room ($159), and maybe dinner out. If we get less, we'll deal. Wait on the pots, maybe.
If we get more, then we'll talk about other things. :D
I miss getting high. Why is it so damn hard to get acid here?
Loving is easy. Following up is hard.
I've passed on a couple of calls I probably could have taken, I fucked up and didn't take a call because I was playing Klax (It is the nineties, and there is time for... KLAX!). I dunno.
I think I'm catching Andrew's cold. I felt worse yesterday, but we went to bed early last night, and I'm feeling very rested today. A little out of it, apparently, but rested.
I'm so excited about the weekend and the holiday and all that jazz. I think it's going to be so much fun! Unfortunately, I have to make a double batch of pierogi tomorrow night, for the party. But that's the worst thing I have to do. This weekend we spend obsessively cleaning to make the house bright and shiny for when my mom gets here.
We got the 30 lb package from Andrew's parents yesterday. Lots of stuff in it! Tons of presents for him, and a present for me, and the pictures from our vacation in B.C in August (there's a picture of me with a smore by the campfire in Manning Park that I just adore, and a picture of me looking crazily proud of myself at Base Camp of Frosty).
I noticed that there are quite a few more pictures of me than there are of him. I think that's because a) he got to hold the camera most of the time and b) I take HORRIBLE pictures. I have pictures of my thumb all over the world. "This is my thumb in Paris, This is my thumb in London, This is my thumb in San Francisco..." That's why I want a digital camera. That way, I could practice taking pictures, be able to tell right away what pictures are good and what pictures are not, and not pay through the nose for it. Of course, that would require a largish outlay to begin with.
Ah, money. The bane of my existance.
There's always a chance my Christmas bonus will be super big, although I doubt it. People have said they get bonuses of $600-$900, but I have only been here for 4 months, so I'm not expecting that. If I get a bonus of $300, we'll have enough money for a new set of pots (which is kind of needed, since the no-stick stuff is coming off into our food, which I hear is really bad for us) and to pay for my stint in the emergency room ($159), and maybe dinner out. If we get less, we'll deal. Wait on the pots, maybe.
If we get more, then we'll talk about other things. :D
I miss getting high. Why is it so damn hard to get acid here?
Loving is easy. Following up is hard.