Tell your boys 'good night'.
Apr. 22nd, 2002 12:10 pmI got to see my nephew this weekend, and damn, is he big. It doesn't seem that long ago that my friend was pregnant, so when I saw Noah walking at the pizza palace yesterday afternoon, I really sort of teared up since I felt I was witnessing a minor miracle (he's about 10 months old). They came by the office today and I snapped a photo of him, so I could update my catalog of Noah photos.
According to sources, I've apparantly been irritable the past few days. I can't exactly disagree. Not that I haven't enjoyed myself at certain moments, like during Brilliant Stand Up Friend's solo debut on Saturday. (My personal favorite line was "have you even been surfing with the scan button on the car radio, then you stop on this great song and start rocking out.....wait, did he just say 'Messiah'? Yep, yep, he said 'Make me a lamb'. That's so wrong to trick us like that!" Perhaps this is funnier to me because I really have stumbled upon "The Fish", a new contemporary christian radio station in Chicago.)
I can't quite put my finger on what's up with me though. I'm inclined to blame several factors, including but not limited to, the bad weather, coming down from my hormone shot 2 weeks ago, and a few moments of wishing I lived alone. Not because the person I live with was being annoying or even because I wanted to be doing something different that I somehow would be able to do if living alone. For some reason, I just occasionally wanted to be doing whatever in an isolated space. [Ed. note: The song "After Party" by Koffee Brown just came on.] Though I was probably also feeling trapped because I spent much of yesterday waiting for a phone call and the person didn't have my cell phone.
But for the most part the weekend was productive and still restful. And this week is not over-crowded with plans. I have my gig on Wednesday, but I just found out I have to bring along my own tables and mixer, which is making me more cranky. Who the fuck knows. I guess I'm just in an overall foul mood where nothing seems to be exactly right. Though I haven't really been too snappy or mean -- just unresponsive. I guess I'm allowed. I don't always have to be everyone's best friend by being funny, happy, and cheery. And besides, sometimes cheering myself up after being grumpy feels pretty good.
P.S. RILEY, thanks again for helping out yesterday. AND, Noah's mom's friend who came to pick them up (did you meet her?) asked if you were my younger brother! She noticed we had the same last names on our nametags. I thought you might appreciate that comment for duel reasons.
According to sources, I've apparantly been irritable the past few days. I can't exactly disagree. Not that I haven't enjoyed myself at certain moments, like during Brilliant Stand Up Friend's solo debut on Saturday. (My personal favorite line was "have you even been surfing with the scan button on the car radio, then you stop on this great song and start rocking out.....wait, did he just say 'Messiah'? Yep, yep, he said 'Make me a lamb'. That's so wrong to trick us like that!" Perhaps this is funnier to me because I really have stumbled upon "The Fish", a new contemporary christian radio station in Chicago.)
I can't quite put my finger on what's up with me though. I'm inclined to blame several factors, including but not limited to, the bad weather, coming down from my hormone shot 2 weeks ago, and a few moments of wishing I lived alone. Not because the person I live with was being annoying or even because I wanted to be doing something different that I somehow would be able to do if living alone. For some reason, I just occasionally wanted to be doing whatever in an isolated space. [Ed. note: The song "After Party" by Koffee Brown just came on.] Though I was probably also feeling trapped because I spent much of yesterday waiting for a phone call and the person didn't have my cell phone.
But for the most part the weekend was productive and still restful. And this week is not over-crowded with plans. I have my gig on Wednesday, but I just found out I have to bring along my own tables and mixer, which is making me more cranky. Who the fuck knows. I guess I'm just in an overall foul mood where nothing seems to be exactly right. Though I haven't really been too snappy or mean -- just unresponsive. I guess I'm allowed. I don't always have to be everyone's best friend by being funny, happy, and cheery. And besides, sometimes cheering myself up after being grumpy feels pretty good.
P.S. RILEY, thanks again for helping out yesterday. AND, Noah's mom's friend who came to pick them up (did you meet her?) asked if you were my younger brother! She noticed we had the same last names on our nametags. I thought you might appreciate that comment for duel reasons.