blown away
Feb. 13th, 2004 01:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
In attempting to drive to the Richard Hugo House for a reading, I got lost, and by the time I got back onto Olive Street, my mom called to ask me to come home immediately. For what? To finalize the guest list for my sister's engagement party and to double-check on the number of boxes of Godiva chocolates we're going to need for the plates.
I would wince, but I'm beyond wincing right now.
I love Friday the Thirteenth, and today's been a good day thus far. I found a message on my cell from a friend who said that... um... well, I'll have to explain the situation fully, but some of you might remember my bitter rant on Halloween about this guy who argued with me regarding Bush and number of things that he had done (or hadn't). I was unusually annoyed with the male in question, and firmly resolved to put it out of my head. But with this engagement, I've been feeling a teensy bit low, since my family and relatives are teasing me about my relationships... or rather, lack thereof.
Desperate situations call for desperate measures, and thus, I employed my dear friends who promised to find some nice young man to accompany me to the engagement party and be a smiling 'friend'. This was actually a bit of a joke on my side. I didn't really think they would go through with it, you know?
But... the guy who I had fought with on Halloween was among the choices, and well...
The message on my phone this morning was from one of them who said that the guy was cool about going.
0_0
To say I'm shocked is... true. I'm shocked. And now sitting somewhat oddly on my butt, wondering whether I can now say that it was all a joke, since my nerve is fleeing for the opposite side of hell. I'm also feeling a littl panicked; I am not good with serious relationships with the other sex. I'm just not. If they can't be my friend, then it's near impossible to be anything else. There were times I thought I had a male-phobia. Or something.
And... I don't know now. I'm so nervous my teeth are chattering. I am stupidity personified.
ARGH!
I would wince, but I'm beyond wincing right now.
I love Friday the Thirteenth, and today's been a good day thus far. I found a message on my cell from a friend who said that... um... well, I'll have to explain the situation fully, but some of you might remember my bitter rant on Halloween about this guy who argued with me regarding Bush and number of things that he had done (or hadn't). I was unusually annoyed with the male in question, and firmly resolved to put it out of my head. But with this engagement, I've been feeling a teensy bit low, since my family and relatives are teasing me about my relationships... or rather, lack thereof.
Desperate situations call for desperate measures, and thus, I employed my dear friends who promised to find some nice young man to accompany me to the engagement party and be a smiling 'friend'. This was actually a bit of a joke on my side. I didn't really think they would go through with it, you know?
But... the guy who I had fought with on Halloween was among the choices, and well...
The message on my phone this morning was from one of them who said that the guy was cool about going.
0_0
To say I'm shocked is... true. I'm shocked. And now sitting somewhat oddly on my butt, wondering whether I can now say that it was all a joke, since my nerve is fleeing for the opposite side of hell. I'm also feeling a littl panicked; I am not good with serious relationships with the other sex. I'm just not. If they can't be my friend, then it's near impossible to be anything else. There were times I thought I had a male-phobia. Or something.
And... I don't know now. I'm so nervous my teeth are chattering. I am stupidity personified.
ARGH!
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Date: 2004-02-13 02:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-14 01:22 pm (UTC)Richard Hugo House
Date: 2004-02-13 03:06 pm (UTC)Should've called me if you were getting lost! What's a cell phone for, huh? And MapQuest?
You didn't miss much at the reading. Other than the fact that it was quite entertaining for most of the hour, it was actually poetry, and would not count as fulfillment of the class requirement.
Take care,
See you in class,
Daria
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Date: 2004-02-13 05:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-14 01:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-13 06:06 pm (UTC)and oh yeah, i can't come because i don't own a dress.
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Date: 2004-02-13 06:16 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-02-15 06:26 am (UTC)