sweet temptation calls me home
Mar. 29th, 2004 04:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideI 
Seattle.
SO GOOD TO BE HOME *bellows*
The LA/SD trip was fine. It was great to see family/friends. I realized too late that I'd scheduled too much time away from home. A shorter trip out, with some time chilling here would have been better.
Highlights:
- watching x-files with no lights on with my cousin Mo who is a bigger chicken than me, and while I tend to quietly squeak and hide my face, she lets out full throttle screams and fishflops her entire body.
- weekend at Stace's in SD, shrieking over a particularly hot picture of Viggo Mortensen; getting my nose and cheeks sunburnt during the scant 15 minutes it wasn't overcast (@#$%&!!!)
- seeing Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (based on rave recommendation by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dtaylor); more on this later--it was FABULOUS
- quality time with Mishy and Mo discussing safety and The Gift of Fear
- dinner with the wonderfulmerhawk: mexican food and quality conversation, what more do ya need? (also getting hit on by the maitre'd while waiting for her to show up was startlingly entertaining)
- finally getting to hang with Zia, my snuggle bunny. this was probably the best part. we made vegetarian chili, played LotR Trivial Pursuit and took over my parent's room to watch tv. somehow restrained from acting out on the threat to stuff him in my suitcase and bring him back with me
There was also a lot of random boredom and painful formal family events. My favorite discussion of "Why is Cat still unmarried and childless" reminded me of why I ultimately need to limit my trips home. Also, there's that weird guilt from having your family SO happy that you're home, while you're squirming and itching to get back to your sane, normal life. I also feel guilty because it seems so childish and petty and ungrateful to whine about a vacation. I should just be glad for the time off and opportunity with people who love me far more than I deserve. But then I wouldn't be the merry bitch that I am, would I?
I'm terrified of my scale. I spent the entire freaking trip keeping my mom's cooking at bay with a whip and a chair, only to succumb during the last 2 days to too much pilau and curry and naan. *cries* I tend to weigh myself on Monday's but have chickened out and will wait until next Monday and work out like a fiend to destroy any party-bloat.
Got back to sunny (!) Seattle on Sunday morning and faced my ridiculously packed day. Lovely breakfast/knitting with the Stitch-n-Bitch club and then home for a frantic hour and a half of finishing Life of Pi for bookclub at 4pm (more on this later).
The end of my day couldn't have been better. Dinner with the divinedevinluvsrussia who I missed SO frantically much, I'm going to have to staple her to Seattle so she can't leave me for 6 weeks of fun in Russia. Ten days was unbearable! What'll I do all summer?! Wahh!!
Hobbes and I had a joyful, snuggly, meowy reunion. Purrrrr.
After work today, I set out to pay my bills, and found I'd already paid them before I left. How delightfully efficient of me! Woo! Did laundry and dealt summarily with class registration for this final quarter. Mostly cleaned up clutter and unpacked suitcase. I need to do a real, thorough spring cleaning: vacuuming, mopping and dusting behind things, but have decided that this is why Sundays exist.
Class tomorrow. Can't wait to see darlingjeff_nw and exchange vacation tales! I'm hopeful about this quarter. The classes sound interesting (Documentation and Production Editing). There was a brief, irritating moment where UW was going to charge me an extra $25 for a late registration fee, but I politely steam-rolled over the nice registration lady and a quick talk with our program director nipped that in the bud.
The only consumable thing in my fridge was a lone diet pepsi. I need to go to the store to buy food and you know, eat it. But I have no desire to go grocery shopping *whine*brabble was an evil bunny and mentioned pizza, but there's no way I'm giving into that desire.
Argh. Ok. Must go to store. Now.
Seattle.SO GOOD TO BE HOME *bellows*
The LA/SD trip was fine. It was great to see family/friends. I realized too late that I'd scheduled too much time away from home. A shorter trip out, with some time chilling here would have been better.
Highlights:
- watching x-files with no lights on with my cousin Mo who is a bigger chicken than me, and while I tend to quietly squeak and hide my face, she lets out full throttle screams and fishflops her entire body.
- weekend at Stace's in SD, shrieking over a particularly hot picture of Viggo Mortensen; getting my nose and cheeks sunburnt during the scant 15 minutes it wasn't overcast (@#$%&!!!)
- seeing Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (based on rave recommendation by
dtaylor); more on this later--it was FABULOUS- quality time with Mishy and Mo discussing safety and The Gift of Fear
- dinner with the wonderful
merhawk: mexican food and quality conversation, what more do ya need? (also getting hit on by the maitre'd while waiting for her to show up was startlingly entertaining)- finally getting to hang with Zia, my snuggle bunny. this was probably the best part. we made vegetarian chili, played LotR Trivial Pursuit and took over my parent's room to watch tv. somehow restrained from acting out on the threat to stuff him in my suitcase and bring him back with me
There was also a lot of random boredom and painful formal family events. My favorite discussion of "Why is Cat still unmarried and childless" reminded me of why I ultimately need to limit my trips home. Also, there's that weird guilt from having your family SO happy that you're home, while you're squirming and itching to get back to your sane, normal life. I also feel guilty because it seems so childish and petty and ungrateful to whine about a vacation. I should just be glad for the time off and opportunity with people who love me far more than I deserve. But then I wouldn't be the merry bitch that I am, would I?
I'm terrified of my scale. I spent the entire freaking trip keeping my mom's cooking at bay with a whip and a chair, only to succumb during the last 2 days to too much pilau and curry and naan. *cries* I tend to weigh myself on Monday's but have chickened out and will wait until next Monday and work out like a fiend to destroy any party-bloat.
Got back to sunny (!) Seattle on Sunday morning and faced my ridiculously packed day. Lovely breakfast/knitting with the Stitch-n-Bitch club and then home for a frantic hour and a half of finishing Life of Pi for bookclub at 4pm (more on this later).
The end of my day couldn't have been better. Dinner with the divine
devinluvsrussia who I missed SO frantically much, I'm going to have to staple her to Seattle so she can't leave me for 6 weeks of fun in Russia. Ten days was unbearable! What'll I do all summer?! Wahh!! Hobbes and I had a joyful, snuggly, meowy reunion. Purrrrr.
After work today, I set out to pay my bills, and found I'd already paid them before I left. How delightfully efficient of me! Woo! Did laundry and dealt summarily with class registration for this final quarter. Mostly cleaned up clutter and unpacked suitcase. I need to do a real, thorough spring cleaning: vacuuming, mopping and dusting behind things, but have decided that this is why Sundays exist.
Class tomorrow. Can't wait to see darling
jeff_nw and exchange vacation tales! I'm hopeful about this quarter. The classes sound interesting (Documentation and Production Editing). There was a brief, irritating moment where UW was going to charge me an extra $25 for a late registration fee, but I politely steam-rolled over the nice registration lady and a quick talk with our program director nipped that in the bud. The only consumable thing in my fridge was a lone diet pepsi. I need to go to the store to buy food and you know, eat it. But I have no desire to go grocery shopping *whine*
brabble was an evil bunny and mentioned pizza, but there's no way I'm giving into that desire. Argh. Ok. Must go to store. Now.
