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May 31 Lunch with J-BotOn Tuesday, J-Bot made a lunch reservation with me for Wednesday (I usually go out for lunch with someone else).
So, yesterday we go out for lunch. I'm thinking we're going to, you know, have lunch or something. I should have known.
Instead, I had the pleasure of picking out a birthday prezzie for J-Bot's baby mama (a necklace), and sandals and sunglasses for him. What did I get for my efforts? His Royal Highness' company for 30 minutes, and the esteemed honor of driving him to and fro. Oh, and he bought me some winegums (I picked out a chocolate bar for him).
Sometimes membership doesn't have it's privileges. May 28 mmmm, rhubarbFrom: Tuckle Rhubarb has just come into season. If you had planted some, we could be enjoying it right now. Aren’t you sad now that you didn’t plant any?
Anti P called me yesterday to brag about her rhubarb. Nobody likes a braggart.
A great twist on this story would be if you surprised me by saying you actually DID plant some rhubarb, and I should stop by after work and get it.
(hope you had a good weekend!)
From: Dad
OK smarty pants.
I did plant some - last year - though it seems skunks are partial to this rare delicacy as well. They chewed it to the ground in the fall so its suffering a bit. I planted more this spring, then moved last years planting to the same spot. So far the fauna have left it alone. Its coming along better but there isn't enough there yet to give it a try.
I'm hoping that the rain yesterday will give it a boost and harvesting can begin shortly.
Feel free to stop by and admire it if you like. May 27 10 Things
In which Tuckle is seen in an unflattering light.I know someone, a someone I worked with about 5 years ago, who really wants to be friends with me. You know, the kind of friends who talk on the phone for an hour every night, but don't really see each other or do anything together.
I don't really have the patience or time to be that kind of friend. The majority of my work day is spent on the phone, and the last thing I want to do with my non-work time is spend it on the phone (with a few notable exceptions). If she ever suggested we get together to talk in person, or do something, I'd likely be amenable.
Said wannabe friend is a perfectly nice person. She's uber chatty and outgoing and down to earth. But talking to her makes me bonzo---she jumps around from topic to topic, talks about people I don't know as if I have known them since kindergarten and just generally is a mess, conversation-wise.
I've been avoiding her calls for weeks. I realize this is a pretty shitty thing to do. I'm perfectly happy to email her, which I have done several times recently, but evidently that's not Good Enough. So you don't think I'm a total asswad, I have legitimately not been home a few times when she's called...but I haven't called her back.
Today she caught me at home. 40 minutes into the (seemingly pointless, mind numbing) conversation, I started saying things like "It's been great catching up with you, but I should let you go".....20 minutes after that, she finally released me from her telephone phone grip.
At this point in my life, I'm not sure I want phone-a-friends, you know? There's no substance there. We were sort of friends when we worked together, but not even then, really--more like she'd tag along with me at lunch or something. Now, we don't even have that in common. Seems like a stretch to keep up this "friendship".
The moral of this story is that I'm just too darn likeable*.
* PFFFFFFFFFFFFFT
May 24 SoresThe week before last, on a Wednesday, J-bot had a tiny sore on the corner of his mouth. By the next morning, it had literally taken over his entire bottom lip, caused the right side of his face and neck to swell, and spread to part of his top lip. He had a fever and generally was miserable. These sores were incredible--in twelve hours they formed, broke, scabbed over, and multiplied at an alarming rate. He wasn't feeling well, as can be understood, so he went to the doctor.
Doctor said it was likely cold sores, albeit REALLY aggressive ones, and he wasn't sure what set them off to break out that badly, but sent J-bot home with antibiotics and orders not to touch anyone/thing.
Two weeks later, he still has a sizeable sore on his bottom lip, but most of them are gone. He looks infinitely better.
That's why it was so crappy of me, after he had thrown my papers on the floor for about the fortieth time today, to make light of his "flesh eating face disease"...
You know I can be an asshole, right? I mean, it's not like we just met or something.
Good thing J-bot and I can roll like that, alls I'm saying. May 15 Eye spyMy good friend Sarah used to get this incessant eye twitch when she was stressed. It was always her left eye that twitched, a constant twitch-twitch-twitch, never missing a beat. She said she didn't feel that stressed, but her eye must have.
I've had Sarah's eye twitch since yesterday. I don't feel stressed (maybe a bit of pressure, but that could just be gas), really. It's as if my eye is sending out an SOS in Morse code.
....I wonder what message it's sending? May 11 What you got, lay it down on me
May 09 Overnight GuestWhile my sister is in the Dominican this week, I am catsitting LuLu at my place.
She's been a good houseguest so far, settled right in without being weird about it.
I had forgotten how nice it is to have a cat around. She's a very social cat, which is nice. I didn't miss the cat hair everywhere, I remember that part.
LuLu, chillin like a villain:
May 07 Something to ponderWhy is it that when there's harmony in on part of my life, there's turmoil in another?
Don't give me none of that yin & yang stuff, or there has to be balance in everything, either.
I'd like it all to be simultaneously harmonious for a bit, just so I can experience what that's like.
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