Hopes & Fears: 9 of Cups
Jun. 19th, 2002 04:49 pmI hope that I don't have to make it a habit of going home on my lunch hour on a regular basis. It's not quite convenient enough to take only an hour with rushing madly, which is not terribly relaxing or different from the average atmosphere at work. Also, the pattern of my day gets thrown off and it's hard to refocus upon arriving at my desk from my train for the second time in a day. My brain and body are revolting.
I fear I will spend this entire summer watching movies that arrive at my doorstop courtesy of Netflix. I would only leave the house for beer, except I'm getting free stuff from work to bring home that was leftover from a fundraiser event.
I fear that I'm getting whatever it is that
limenal had/has. Sneezing in duos, sometimes trios, has occured all day, and now I have that back of the throat coating thing going on which generally occurs about 8-12 hours before full-blown sickness. I'm sure I'll still attend dinner tonight with quasi-in-laws, for lack of a better. I suppose I could just call them the cool folks who live upstairs, or be explicit and say MelRo's cousin and her husband but that seems so cumbersome. Did I mention that Obscenely Pregenant Cousin (as
limenal called her) rang me at work yesterday to inquire about having dinner? This thrilled me to no end. Possibly because they're two of the nicest, smartest, most amenable and pleasant but entirely interesting people I know, so I obviously want them to like me. I'm never quite sure if they do, or if they're so nice and agreeable that they wouldn't indicate otherwise. But she tracked me down at work! She remembered the name of the establishment and found the number in the phone book. The idea that she exerted that much effort should thrill me as much as it does. I guess I'm easy that way.
I hope to hear from my parents sometime soon, either in response to the Father's Day missive or in regards to my birthday. But I don't actually want to TALK to them.
This evening I shall take Sophie out on a strict constitutional after work. I'm sure I need it more than she does.
I fear I will spend this entire summer watching movies that arrive at my doorstop courtesy of Netflix. I would only leave the house for beer, except I'm getting free stuff from work to bring home that was leftover from a fundraiser event.
I fear that I'm getting whatever it is that
I hope to hear from my parents sometime soon, either in response to the Father's Day missive or in regards to my birthday. But I don't actually want to TALK to them.
This evening I shall take Sophie out on a strict constitutional after work. I'm sure I need it more than she does.
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