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Day 637: Hello guilt, my old friend
Jun. 13th, 2008 12:03 amSo I went to work on Tuesday and ended up coming home early after researching for five hours straight. That was justified. What was unjustified was not going to work Wednesday. Sure, I had every intention of staying home to help Mom with Dad, but I really didn't do much - of anything. Of helping or work. Not that dad needed much help - he's pretty mobile now, and he can also sleep in a proper bed finally. And today I was full of lazy and also didn't go to work.
Last night my friend Monika (formerly of Omaha, now of Flagstaff) came to visit. She drove down from Idaho and we were just going to hang out a bit, but she visited friends all the way down, and there was no way she'd make it home safely in one day, so we went out to dinner (I felt awful that she bought, until she pointed out that dinner was cheaper than a hotel room) and then hung out, and she slept in the guest room. Today I was much more useful doing chores and whatnot. After chores, I seriously intended to write up the memo for Andy but I didn't. I read internet fic, poked around on Heavy Noir too much, and took a nap with the pup. Then I drove up to Cedar for the sole purpose of gaming. And picking up Mum's Hannibal DVDs. At which I failed greatly. While the others were at staff training I prepped my game (not that we got to the hardcore stuff) and also wrote on Heavy Noir. I feel like I must be the most annoying person on there - I'm on there doing crap all the time, and they must be sick of me. But it's a good place to work on that Pack novel thing.
We had fun gaming - or, at least, I had fun. It was only four players, which was totally manageable. We were a bit distracted by Bri and his Metal Gear Solid lunch break, but that was okay. Once the others had to go to work, I drove on home. I got a call from Sei partway down. I don't know if she meant to call me on purpose. I heard a lot of people and noise. At first I thought it was an emergency, but it sounded more like a party. Although I did get lousy reception in the canyons.
I made it home safe. I felt like a jerkface for not going to Kacee's bridal shower, but I got her a gift, so I don't feel as bad. I should sleep.
Ack.
I hate being this lazy. Makes me feel bad. Very bad.
Brad wants to shoot me hardcore. (Not Brad the boss. Brad in the white suit. The ONLY BRAD THERE IS. In my head.)
Last night my friend Monika (formerly of Omaha, now of Flagstaff) came to visit. She drove down from Idaho and we were just going to hang out a bit, but she visited friends all the way down, and there was no way she'd make it home safely in one day, so we went out to dinner (I felt awful that she bought, until she pointed out that dinner was cheaper than a hotel room) and then hung out, and she slept in the guest room. Today I was much more useful doing chores and whatnot. After chores, I seriously intended to write up the memo for Andy but I didn't. I read internet fic, poked around on Heavy Noir too much, and took a nap with the pup. Then I drove up to Cedar for the sole purpose of gaming. And picking up Mum's Hannibal DVDs. At which I failed greatly. While the others were at staff training I prepped my game (not that we got to the hardcore stuff) and also wrote on Heavy Noir. I feel like I must be the most annoying person on there - I'm on there doing crap all the time, and they must be sick of me. But it's a good place to work on that Pack novel thing.
We had fun gaming - or, at least, I had fun. It was only four players, which was totally manageable. We were a bit distracted by Bri and his Metal Gear Solid lunch break, but that was okay. Once the others had to go to work, I drove on home. I got a call from Sei partway down. I don't know if she meant to call me on purpose. I heard a lot of people and noise. At first I thought it was an emergency, but it sounded more like a party. Although I did get lousy reception in the canyons.
I made it home safe. I felt like a jerkface for not going to Kacee's bridal shower, but I got her a gift, so I don't feel as bad. I should sleep.
Ack.
I hate being this lazy. Makes me feel bad. Very bad.
Brad wants to shoot me hardcore. (Not Brad the boss. Brad in the white suit. The ONLY BRAD THERE IS. In my head.)
