Saturday, June 02, 2007

I Feel Summer Creepin' In and I'm Tired of This Town Again

Hey, my snaps are back.

I have a tendency to be a bit of a shut-in. I'm much worse in the Winter, but in general, I much prefer my own little world, to the big ugly one outside. Of course, the problem with that, as I've mentioned before, is that I spend way more time talking to people I don't like at work, and not enough time hanging out with my kick-ass friends. I'm trying to be a little more open to actually leaving my house to spend time with people I actually like. I still need my alone time, and if I go out late and drink, I don't get that. Then I feel kind of off-kilter for the next day or two.

My trial solution to this harrowing issue, is to do drive-bys. I go out and meet my friends for an hour or so and go home and either hang by myself, or spend time with my girls. It's working well so far. If I don't drink, I can see my friends, go home early and geek out all I need to.

Tonight, I met my friend T. at the Dublin Underground. Someone else I knew was celebrating her birthday there. I even braved the sea of people who were downtown to see The Roches and Nanci Griffith performing for free. I made the mistake of stopping to talk to someone and got hit by at least five different people's portable chair holsters, so I stopped my conversation short, and kept moving.

The hour I spent at the Dublin was perfect. I introduced my friend T. to my neighbors who were there and we sat at a booth and played with our bendy straws and laughed until I left for home. I made it back by nine, picked Stinky up from her movie and took her to a friend's house for a sleepover and still had time to watch a movie with Coadster after she made it back from a neighborhood party. I wish everything in my life was so easy to balance.


notfainthearted said...

Nice work! I think I might even brave the crowds to see the Roches and Nancy Griffith...but I dunno. I like being out and about but big crowds bug me. It's that whole getting bashed into by people who apparently don't see me standing down here.

Enjoy your weekend! It's supposed to rain like crazy up here but so far it's clear blue skies. Go figure.

Rachel said...

I don't know if I could do that. When I go out, I end up having such a great time that I don't want to leave early.
Then I just suffer the next day.

Brando said...

Everything's easier at the Dublin. I love that bar.

Heather Anne said...

Oh man, if I didn't have my geeking out time, I would go ca-razy. True Story.

Margaret said...

geeking out needs to be a priority. i can't manage with out it

Walt said...

*TAB is Back*

Mr Atrocity said...

Now that sounds like the way to spend a weekend.

Shaymus O'flatulence's Blog said...

perhaps you could take pics of your friends faces and stick the to manequins at your house. Then you could all sit around the table at your house :)

The best of both worlds.

mist1 said...

In relation to your snaps...

I like to make snaps talk and sing. I can make quite a production out of it. Once, my snaps did a complete performance of The Sound of Music, but another local favorite is when I do Al Pacino from Scarface with the snaps. Lord, you are really missing out.

Churlita said...

Not Faint Hearted,

I'm not fond of large crowds either.


I think it's easier for me, because I like to be at home, and so I normally don't last long at a bar anyway.


It was great on Friday because my friend who is a regular there invited all of our friends to her birthday party.

Heather Anne,

I heard that.


It's my number one priority.


Thanks for the heads-up.

Mr. Atrocity,

I know.

Shaymus O'Flatulence,

My imaginary friends kick ass.


I love making them talk too. I haven't tried to make them sing, though.

Babybull40 said...

The Snapdragons look awesome.. I use to put them in.. but they are annuals and I would have to put them back every spring..

Churlita said...


The trick with snapdragons, is not to clean your beds in the Fall. Leave it, and they'll usually come up on their own every year. You only find that out, if you're a lazy gardener like me.