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Like Re-Animator, only different
Jun. 12th, 2003 12:15 pmSo, last night I went out to dinner with a whole crew to celebrate one-year of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vorrant's new lease on life. The dinner was tasty, but not amazing (Steak & Ale). Of course, I had chicken, not the named "steak". Nor did I have ale, just to answer that one right up front too.
I was very good and had chicken breast and salad. And way too much bread. Oh, well.
I need to start exercising again to jump start the weightloss again. Bad Windy! (If you exercise you *can* have a cookie, you silly git!)
Anyway, the company was lovely and the conversation pleasant, as usual. I confess to being out of it for most of the evening. I had unsubstantiated stress. Nothing is really out of whack, but the combination of wedding planning, "should be finding a part-time job", work stress, convention preparation...left me a little tense. Apparently it showed on my face even!
It didn't help that at the end of the day yesterday I found out that a very dear person was recently diagnosed with cancer. I'm not terribly close to him, but he is one of those people that everybody ought to know - genuinely nice, laid back, and generous. Sweet. And way too young for this. With no real bad health habits to account for it either! (That I know of.) It sort of set me reeling.
Life is tenuous. And that is not a comfortable thought.
After dinner, on a tip from Vorrant, I ran to the Mall of Gammorah and purchased several siren lights for the convention. The lady at Spencer Gifts was bemused by my need for so many of them. "Party?" "Yes. A very, very big one."
Then home, where Monte and I comforted each other on our separate trials of the day (his laptop continues to be toast). Then to bed, for snuggling and reading.
I need to stop reading "Sandman" before bed because I'm now having comic book dreams. Seriously, last night I had a dream that was in comic-book-panel form. Complete with word balloons. Very strange. The art was bad too.
Going to the library over lunch to get more reading material and turn in old reading material. The walk will do me good. And now, I will get my ass back to work.
vorrant's new lease on life. The dinner was tasty, but not amazing (Steak & Ale). Of course, I had chicken, not the named "steak". Nor did I have ale, just to answer that one right up front too.I was very good and had chicken breast and salad. And way too much bread. Oh, well.
I need to start exercising again to jump start the weightloss again. Bad Windy! (If you exercise you *can* have a cookie, you silly git!)
Anyway, the company was lovely and the conversation pleasant, as usual. I confess to being out of it for most of the evening. I had unsubstantiated stress. Nothing is really out of whack, but the combination of wedding planning, "should be finding a part-time job", work stress, convention preparation...left me a little tense. Apparently it showed on my face even!
It didn't help that at the end of the day yesterday I found out that a very dear person was recently diagnosed with cancer. I'm not terribly close to him, but he is one of those people that everybody ought to know - genuinely nice, laid back, and generous. Sweet. And way too young for this. With no real bad health habits to account for it either! (That I know of.) It sort of set me reeling.
Life is tenuous. And that is not a comfortable thought.
After dinner, on a tip from Vorrant, I ran to the Mall of Gammorah and purchased several siren lights for the convention. The lady at Spencer Gifts was bemused by my need for so many of them. "Party?" "Yes. A very, very big one."
Then home, where Monte and I comforted each other on our separate trials of the day (his laptop continues to be toast). Then to bed, for snuggling and reading.
I need to stop reading "Sandman" before bed because I'm now having comic book dreams. Seriously, last night I had a dream that was in comic-book-panel form. Complete with word balloons. Very strange. The art was bad too.
Going to the library over lunch to get more reading material and turn in old reading material. The walk will do me good. And now, I will get my ass back to work.
