Poor Plei and the failing pipes.

How is it possible that it is already 2:30pm? On the last day of a 3-day weekend, and I've gotten near-nothing done? I suck.

I also heard that there was once Guinness on tap there, back in the 51st St. Coffeehouse days...

Yes, indeedy. Also some quite decent wines by the glass.

I was house manager at the Unicorn for about a year. I bet we know some of the same people...besides Kilt Boy. Next time you're in KC, you should give me a ring.

ION, I am a sweatball. My apartment was clutter and cat hair central. It's shaping up, but my allergies started about two days ago and all the cleaning is making them CRAZY. I was perilously close to polishing the coffee table with my own snot.

Gross.

Indeed, how is it almost 3pm already, on the last day of a 3 day weekend? I was going to get so much done today! Of course, since I only got up HALF AN HOUR AGO, I suspect I'll be awake pretty late tonight...(I got 13 hours of sleep. Which, granted, I got very little sleep Saturday night. But STILL!)

I've also done almost nothing today. My plan was to go to K-Mart or similar store and pick up a few things, unpack my suitcases, and reconnect my computer and printer. So far, all I've done is reconnected my computer and bid on a duvet set on ebay.

{{Plei}} Quick Cheap Fix vibes headed your way.

Yesterday was my BBQ, next door neighbor is doing today. I look forward to playing with her again because she so rarely is in town. Alas, she brought a new boyfriend with her to visit, and we don't like him. She was considering hooking up with this guy when she visited a couple weeks ago and I told her then I thought it would be a bad plan. Now that I have actually met him I know it is a bad plan. Ugh. My friends should trust me when I tell them they are making personal relationship errors.

Let's hope that DH doesn't get all confrontational with the guy at the gathering. He likes him less than I do. It is clearly going to be a short term thing and we probably won't even see the guy again. Need to work on my polite skillz.

Not death or illness, but I'm broken y'all.

a pretty significant ex (significant enough that a month ago he was all, "I'll never get over you and if you get over me, I don't want to know about it.") Is now dating what used to be a good girlfriend of mine (Good enough that when the ex said that and it shook me up, she hung out with me to help me get out of the funk). I found out about it yesterday when I went up to the bar (because I stayed here instead of going home to my hospitalized family members and other people who were in town- to avoid him). He had called from there to see if I was coming up- I was shocked and upset- and I was more shocked and upset to find them making out when I got there. Mr. Jane was upset that I was shocked and upset, and now I want to do stupid things and cry.

now I want to do stupid things and cry.

Not too stupid, okay?

Come over to my house. We'll got get tequila and work on this.

Actually, I vote that you drink tequila far from the bar and maybe listen to some sad heartbroken music until you really work that blue mood. Then it'll break like a dam and the release will feel better.

Or maybe go for a bike ride.

eta: I sent you bittersweet music.

I'm never sure what to do at times, well, not exactly like that, but when I've got a funk. Cheerful Distraction or Going with It. Will file the suggestion, Hecubus. Minus tequila, cause that's just cruel. Guess who's going away at Christmas and not facing the Family Drama! Hint: she's an underappeciated artist with a mobility problem. ETA: Tag looks so appropriate right now.

It's just ass. She's also the one the other day who I was needing to back off my life a bit. I have a friend on the way down, we'll go up to the bar and I think I'm going to color my hair.

Thanks for the music. Listening to it now.

Hair coloring is good. Go for a vengeful red.

Where are you going for xmas, erika?