Have you not just been dying for me to update?
Okay okay, I keed, I keed.
I'm bored to tears right now, and sometimes, when that happens, I try to be funny just to induce myself to laughter. And possibly pity, from others.
I'm just waiting for 3PM, when my brother plans to get on the computer in Virginia Beach and play Webkinz with me. Yes, you read that right. W-E-B-K-I-N-Z. I'm not ashamed. Especially when it means "chatting" with my brother using predetermined (by the protective beings of Webkinz, Inc.) kid-like phrases and exploring each other's virtual "rooms". I probably should be "buying" really cool furniture and stuff to impress Marcus (who named his Lion Webkin that we got him for his birthday "Clifford"), considering this will be his first visit. You're probably consumed with jealousy right now, and rightly so. It might just be the whole highlight of my day.
Well, except for Pancho's tonight with the Hartleys.
I'm coming down from a self-induced caffeine high that involved probably a little bit too many grounds in the filter just a bit ago. When I got home from yoga near 11AM, I felt awesome. All tingly, zen, and alive. Like the blood was flowing in places I had long forgotten about. I was awake.
And then I sat down to watch an Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy marathon of both "Before Sunrise" and "Before Sunset". Now don't get me wrong, I love these movies. But they are almost entirely dialogue between these two individuals and little else, and you feel so incredibly in their conversation and yet unable to say anything that distraction (at least for me) is certainly a temptation. So, I thought coffee might help. And it did.
But now, I'm paying for it.
I feel like I could jump on a trampoline for hours. Or days.
One or the other.
I'm just a jumble of (good) nerves, mostly. Well, because we're leaving the day after tomorrow, and then celebrating a year the day after that. And I can hardly believe either things are happening. They both feel so monumental and I feel so... unprepared?
Nah, it's just the coffee.
1 comment:
I love you. I felt like I was on a caffeine high while reading that post. . . :)
Miss you.
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