Song: “Crazy Train” by Ozzy Osbourne
***It seems I started this post last night but never finished or posted it. I’ll finish it up now***
I had another nightmare-free sleep last night. I woke up four(?) times; I remember worrying about the garage door and whether the front door was locked. I only remember having to get out of bed once for the garage door, though.
I slept through my alarm again this morning. It appears I didn’t even hit snooze, I just snored my way right through it. That’s both good and bad. Good, because I don’t often get as much sleep as I should be. Bad, because I had stuff to do and it’s a little alarming that I slept through two whole runs of a loud Undertones song playing 30cm from my head…
When I wake up in the morning it usually takes a while before I get to the point where I realize I’m awake and I’m coherent to do something about it. When I looked at the clock and saw the time, I tried to figure out what was going on. Once I realized that I’d slept in almost two hours, I got a helpful little jolt of adrenaline that got me up and on my feet.
I dashed/shuffled/wandered around the house, tidying things up and making myself pretty before FA showed up. She and I have been friends for 25 years (every time I think of that I can’t believe it’s been that long) and I’m pretty sure that she wouldn’t be put off by the odd dirty dish or old flyers on the couch, but I like to use anyone visiting as a reason to whip things into shape a bit.
FA got here around noon and we had lunch – she stopped at the burrito shop like usual but got me a burrito with a different filling (black beans and bacon) and it was amazing. Right up there with the refried bean filling. We talked about all kinds of stuff, including how good the burritos were today.
Once the burritos were gone, we started working on her project. Out came the paper and pencils, and the sketching, thinking, and idea-ing began. I think both of us were firing on all cylinders because in four hours we’d worked through or touched on pretty much every aspect of the design. By the time FA had to head out, things had gone from a kind of nebulous cluster of ideas to nicely defined plans. There’s still a lot of stuff to work out (such as the implementation of some of the aforementioned plans), but it’ll be a lot easier to make progress now that we have a good idea of what the end point will look like.
I had a really good time with FA today. My brain
[This is where I got to last night. Moving on…]
is pretty tired out but it’s that good kind of tired you get after having a good time with people you like. FA is sometimes hard to keep up with (particularly when having a debate with her) but she knows so much stuff and has so many ideas that aside from the friend aspect, it’s always interesting to talk with her. Plus, there is that nice happy feeling of accomplishment from figuring so many things out and having a solid way forward. It was a great visit and I consider myself very fortunate to have a friend like FA!
J got home just as FA was heading out. The three of us had a quick chat and then FA was on her way. J and I had a good chat about our days and got some supper put together. I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again – everything is better when she’s around!
After supper, J headed off to do some studying and I played some STO; we reconvened a while later and watched another episode of iZombie. Just when Liv and Major looked like they were figuring things out, they both ruined it again. Here’s how I hope the next episode plays out:
MAJOR: I know I had another girlfriend two days ago and I know she’s still texting me pictures of herself in frilly under-things, but you’re the one for me, babe. I promise.
LIV: I’m a zombie. You’re the show’s eye candy, and despite the fact we were engaged and I love you more than anything in the world, I would still be dating that dude with the cool accent if I hadn’t gotten him killed.
MAJOR: I know you’ve been going through my phone while I’m sleeping. That is still not cool, but as long as you don’t ask me about any of my other secrets, I think we can make this work.
LIV: You have other secrets? What kind of other secrets? How could you have more secrets? You’re supposed to tell me everything!
MAJOR: [sighs] Okay, fine. I think my girlfriend – you know, the one I was still dating two days ago and is still sending me pictures? That one. Anyway, I think she might be the same person as your new roommate. [laughs uncomfortably] Boy, Seattle sure is small, isn’t it?
LIV: [incensed] What? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? YOU ARE MY EYE CANDY! TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT SLOWLY!
MAJOR: Fine, but–
CAMERA pulls back just in time to realize that the two of them have been arguing in the middle of the I-5, cars swerving to avoid them by millimetres. Suddenly, both LIV and MAJOR to get run down by the Oscar Meyer Wienermobile. MAJOR is splattered all over the Wienermobile like ketchup. One of LIV’s ridiculous shoe heels punctures a fibreglass panel on the Wienermobile and she is stuck for 40km before falling loose far outside Seattle city limits. With no cellular reception, she is forced to walk back to town but gets there far too late to turn MAJOR into a zombie and save him. LIV eats MAJOR’s brain and has visions that make her finally realize that he is far, far less than a set of nice pecs. GILDA/RITA moves in with RAVI, PEYTON moves back in with LIV, and the next morning everyone is back to work for a normal day.
So that’s how I’m hoping it’s going to play out. We’ll see. Have a good weekend, everybody!