five thousand shades of blue
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
nothing new to say
Really.
Days are repetitiously the same. Wake up early in time to fix a couple of eggs for breakfast and catch the 6:30 am bus, though now that it's autumn, it's dark outside almost until I actually flip on the Open sign at 7:30 am. Work hellaciously long days for Indentured Servant pay. Come home, try to reconstitute my brain, which can handle little more than "Will & Grace" reruns. And dinner, yes, there's dinner in there somewhere, usually something I've had to throw together myself after getting home at almost 7pm. Take a shower and try to be in bed and sleeping by 9:30, because that 5:30 am alarm sounds all too soon.
Weekends are when I'm able to get anything of use done. And mostly it's tedium: laundry, shopping, errands. My life does not feel like it's my own.
This upcoming weekend looks good, though. A friend of mine that I've known online for years and years is going to be in Portland this upcoming weekend, so I'm hoping to get up to Portland to meet with her for the first time face to face. We're talking about meeting at Portland's
Saturday Market, and ideally I'd like to take
the train up to do this. The ticket is $40 round trip though, and while I think it's totally worth it to not have to drive, I don't think I have $40 to spare at the moment. Another option may be
the bus, because my roommate said something about two travelling for the price of one (making my ticket about $15) but god, I hate riding the bus. No toilet (at least — I think no toilet), cramped seating, and so on.
And I'm also actually invited to a party. The theme:
AbFab. Cocktails and junk food,
dahhhhling.
Weekend after next, we're driving up to a small island in the Puget Sound. M's dad has a house there and we're all going for a weekend of peace and quiet. I think it will be nice and relaxing. I've seen pictures and it's very beautiful there.
I need a break.
is
this just not enough…?
