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Aug. 17th, 2006 05:37 pmI finally have something to put in the middle of my Phish monologue. I knew if I waited long enough something would come along.
Besides that...hm. It kind of feels like there is absolutely nothing going on here after coming through the summer at camp. Which is weird. I'm used to being busy.
I'm wearing my contacts today. We picked up some dailies from the optometrist yesterday. I'm supposed to compare them to the two-week ones. I don't know. I think I look funny without my glasses on--I haven't worn contacts in ages. But it means I get to wear my Emerald City shades, so. But the right one is giving me trouble right now, so I don't know what's up with that.
There are things I should do. Like vacuuming and packing for WI--for which, by the way, we are departing tomorrow, apparently. But I like sweeping ever so much better, and one of my mother's stipulations for my clothing is a nice outfit that doesn't include jeans. Whatever. Maybe I'll take the shirt from the summer.
I'm restless. Which means I should go do something and work it out. Really I just miss people. Like, I miss having people around. Like I like my quiet time, but I like there always being someone to talk to, or hang out with, or problems that I can fix, people I can make feel better, things I can take care of. Which is the horrible double standard I have about home. So in an effort to be a better person than I am, I'm just going to go take care of the crap I have to take care of. At least I only have to vacuum the downstairs.
Peace.
Besides that...hm. It kind of feels like there is absolutely nothing going on here after coming through the summer at camp. Which is weird. I'm used to being busy.
I'm wearing my contacts today. We picked up some dailies from the optometrist yesterday. I'm supposed to compare them to the two-week ones. I don't know. I think I look funny without my glasses on--I haven't worn contacts in ages. But it means I get to wear my Emerald City shades, so. But the right one is giving me trouble right now, so I don't know what's up with that.
There are things I should do. Like vacuuming and packing for WI--for which, by the way, we are departing tomorrow, apparently. But I like sweeping ever so much better, and one of my mother's stipulations for my clothing is a nice outfit that doesn't include jeans. Whatever. Maybe I'll take the shirt from the summer.
I'm restless. Which means I should go do something and work it out. Really I just miss people. Like, I miss having people around. Like I like my quiet time, but I like there always being someone to talk to, or hang out with, or problems that I can fix, people I can make feel better, things I can take care of. Which is the horrible double standard I have about home. So in an effort to be a better person than I am, I'm just going to go take care of the crap I have to take care of. At least I only have to vacuum the downstairs.
Peace.
