now ya tell me. :: sweeps up rose petals ::
The idea I had, again, this is booze tainted, was to send a note to the restaurant, maybe with a poor attempt at a poem if I could muster up the creativity. Of course, thinking about it and doing it... ya, two different things. I really hate being shy.
Huh. So drunk stalking is way funnier to watch than drunk posting. Who knew?
Drunk PLANNING stalking is amusing ... the real thing would probably be less so (although, since it's our o_a, that would probably be cute).
Either I'm snappy today or I just have nothing in common any longer with one of my past best friends (whom I'm in touch with quite frequently). I went to see her and her other friend (who also went with me to high school, and I dislike her), and it was just like we're on different spheres. They just returned from their big travels in South America, but still... Arrrgh. I was supposed to have lunch with them, but it all went down while they giggled. I don't know what about you, but I don't giggle for an hour straight when I'm hungry, and I was in a hurry for them.
I'm just snappy, right?
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16.
Obviously, it's the exact same clumsiness that leads to, say, bumping into tables (causing a bruise and some embarrassment) and tripping over cables attached to IMPORTANT EXPENSIVE THINGS (causing, well, I'll leave that to your imagination, but let's just say that I think all so-called "portable" things should have better shock-proofing, dammit!), but oh boy does one have a bigger effect on my self-confidence and -esteem. I'm such a gigantic loser.
Also, most of what I was going to put in my Educational Technology profile, due next Saturday, was on that computer.
Oh, Em. Shit.
ETA: Do you have somewhere (a Best Buy Geek Squad, maybe) you can take the computer to see if they can recover the data?
{{Emily}} data~ma
{{Brenda & Lucy}} I hope the night went well for both of you.
ETA: Do you have somewhere (a Best Buy Geek Squad, maybe) you can take the computer to see if they can recover the data?
Our guy is going to see what he can do. It'll be at least a week, though.
Oh yes, did I mention? It doesn't belong to me. Which maybe makes it worse.
Oh, dear. Oh, Emily. I'm so sorry.
{{Lucy}} & {{Brenda}}
Emily, I hope you find someone who can recover the data for you.
I am back at my desk after two weeks of being away from it. I'm still jet lagged and still have a head full of snot, so I'm not exactly thrilled to be back.
However, I drove down and back to Richmond yesterday to see my parents and pick up my puppy and that was very, very good.