It's strange how I can go from having nothing to do, and no desire to go looking for something to do, to suddenly having something to do ALL THE TIME. I spent the last couple weeks going flat out with very little time to rest. I'm enjoying it. It makes the time when I can slow down and spend the day in bed so much more valuable. And let me assure you, there is nothing better then spending a rainy Sunday in bed with no other ambition then to properly snuggle the person in bed with you.
I have another act-shon packed weekend ahead of me. Friday night myself and the boy shall be attending a small and possibly VERY intimate party at my friends place. I'm thinking I need to bring wine and chocolates, but we shall see. Saturday night is also planned- when I get off of work, we'll be heading into SF for and event it's been insisted that I attend, and will most likely enjoy.
LoveTech
Sunday is to be spent in bed again. That night I must hang out at the recording studio while the boy does his thing. Then, back to Sacramento again, because I have a tattoo appointment Monday at 1 PM. I'll be starting on the chest piece I've been wanting to start for over a year now. It's all paid for and ready to go.
On a random note, I've given up on circular barbells for my septum. I've had four beads go up through my sinuses and down my throat now, and I'm tired of replacing the jewelry. If you're wondering how this happened in the first place, I have to flip it inside my nose while I'm at work. I'll sniff, it'll come unscrewed, and I swollow it and end up with a stomach ache. From now on, it's proper retainers for me only, and CBRs on my days off.
And work can go fuck itself, making me have to sell more stocks to live. I've not been able to get ahold of my stock broker to command the sale into reality yet. I think I'm going to hit the school I want to go to here in Sacramento next week and see how soon I can start. If I can go full time, I'll be done pretty fast. I may as well get it over with while work doesn't really need me. I really need to get the fuck out of retail.
I have another act-shon packed weekend ahead of me. Friday night myself and the boy shall be attending a small and possibly VERY intimate party at my friends place. I'm thinking I need to bring wine and chocolates, but we shall see. Saturday night is also planned- when I get off of work, we'll be heading into SF for and event it's been insisted that I attend, and will most likely enjoy.
LoveTech
Sunday is to be spent in bed again. That night I must hang out at the recording studio while the boy does his thing. Then, back to Sacramento again, because I have a tattoo appointment Monday at 1 PM. I'll be starting on the chest piece I've been wanting to start for over a year now. It's all paid for and ready to go.
On a random note, I've given up on circular barbells for my septum. I've had four beads go up through my sinuses and down my throat now, and I'm tired of replacing the jewelry. If you're wondering how this happened in the first place, I have to flip it inside my nose while I'm at work. I'll sniff, it'll come unscrewed, and I swollow it and end up with a stomach ache. From now on, it's proper retainers for me only, and CBRs on my days off.
And work can go fuck itself, making me have to sell more stocks to live. I've not been able to get ahold of my stock broker to command the sale into reality yet. I think I'm going to hit the school I want to go to here in Sacramento next week and see how soon I can start. If I can go full time, I'll be done pretty fast. I may as well get it over with while work doesn't really need me. I really need to get the fuck out of retail.
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sonofmorrissey:
Ha! I just texted you the same question...before I checked SG of course. Yes, going. 9:30ish?
sonofmorrissey:
Meh, sorry to bail so early last night. Was just out of synch for some reason all day yesterday. Hope you all stayed and had a good evening.