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Milan and Toledo Did the Milan race yesterday, and got a good reminder why I don't bother going to the track. It was an all right day at the track, but it was really humid. Sweating to death while walking everywhere surrounded by sand and dust just isn't a good time for me. The cars can be fun to watch, but all the walking around gets annoying. We need a golf cart or a moped or something to tour the track. I also hate feeling like a fat sweaty sack walking everywhere only to find no good sitting spaces anywhere. There's the ground, the bleachers covered in sand that make my ass itch, or the folding chairs that can also irritate my sensitive butt flesh. I try to alternate the bleachers with standing on the rail, but my feet were killing me by midday. Walking wasn't so bad, at least there was some alternation, but standing kills. I now know what a fat lump I've become. *sigh* So much for being young... We went to suck cock after sitting through the night session. La Grange was pretty dead though. Waste of a trip. There were only a couple of guys there that I wanted to even try, and I missed my opportunity with the curly headed blond I liked. I think the military styled one was gay as he didn't give me a second look. I would've done this one black dude, but he refused to come into our booth so I wasn't going over to his. I got a couple of old guys trying to get my attention, but I didn't want to do some dude that reminded me of my grandfather. I just wasn't in the mood. So, we ended up taking off rather early that evening. Of course, I got an offline from Theo and Deb saying they got a room for the night if I wanted to visit, which is what I should've done instead of bothering with Toledo. If they had only called... Oh well. I'm getting a little sick of dealing with these invites that are for me only these days. There have only been a few, and I know I'd certainly like to attend the events, but Dan and I haven't been able to find something for both of us to do in a long while. We've got a party next weekend in Chicago, but I still need to figure out accomodations for the dog. Hopefully, my boss will be nice and take her for a few days, but I'll still feel a bit bad for leaving her after last night. She just ran out of her crate at me like she thought I'd never return. I felt so bad. I just hope she learns how to deal with my trips a little better sometime soon. Other than that, the weekend is going all right. I don't want to maintain my cold calls tomorrow, however. I just want a workday where I can read and do small tasks again. Nothing major to stress my out. I'm bumping a period so things should simmer down sometime soon. I'm also hoping to find those photos of my family that I lost. I'm really praying they're at the office and not in the office parking lot, because several are of my mother and I don't have many of her anymore. I shouldn't have brought them to work, I knew that, but I wanted to show them to my boss as she's been rather sympathetic these past few days. Now, I'm worried sick that I'll never see them again. That goes double for my journals, which I also hope to have back soon. I really don't want those lost or damaged either and I'm killing myself for loaning them out. Damn my need for understanding! Arrrrghhh Daphne |