2004-10-05, 5:14 p.m.
Please let me make my connections so that I may end up here:
It is genetic: I have no tolerance for stupidity.
My parents came up for a dinner party at my cousin's house on Friday night. My mom drank all my wine and made silly observations. I like having my mom over. If she didn't have to bring my dad, I'd have her over all the time. The rest of the weekend was also spent with family and near-family.
I believe my trip has been salvaged. My visa is processing, I'm flying out Wednesday, and I'm just missing the first leg of the trip in Salvador (although I was looking forward to it).
Yesterday was a very shitty day, to say the least. I should be a plane right now, but instead, I have to go down to the embassy in an hour to beg them to process my visa. In addition to that, work has gone to shit.
The last week or so has been pretty hectic at work. The worst of it culminated in a successful meeting today, and the rest of it I can handle in the next few days. The team is out celebrating with beers, but I need to finish a few things before going out for a run.
After being idle for 8 months, I finally picked up an old knitting project last night. It's the weather...I guess I won't be getting Indian summer this year...but I'll be flying to warmer weather in a few days.
A friend's father died over the weekend. His wake is tonight, but I couldn't go. I just can't face another dead body this year. I'd probably lose my shit. I will send him a card. I never really believed in cards, but now I find them passively comforting.
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