Monday, August 20, 2007

When There's No One Else in Sight, In the Crowded Lonely Night

I can't believe what a good sport Stinky was being here. She's about as afraid of clowns as I am.

Well, kids. I made it through today - barely. It was as bad as you'd think the first Monday back after a week's vacation would be. It was also the girls' first day back to school. When I got to work, it was apparent that my computer was once again crawling with viruses. The IT guy was out of ideas, so he just wiped the system clean and I had to start all over again. That meant remapping my keyboard and reloading every program I had on there - not to mention I lost all the music I ripped onto Windows media player. Wah. It probably wouldn't have been so bad, had I gotten any sleep the night before. I got so off of any kind of sleeping schedule during my vacation, that I didn't fall asleep until well after two. Wah, again. I was even too tired to want to shoot hookers when I got off work, so I'll have to wait until tomorrow for that.

The last week or so, I've been trying to just spend some time alone and do my own thing and clear my head a little... Or a lot, would be ideal. I've discovered that it's nearly impossible in my life right now. I was thinking Saturday night would be good for that, but I found out at the last minute, they were having a block party. I haven't been very good about spending time with my neighbors this Summer, and they all comment on it whenever I see them. So, I figured I better make an appearance. When I walked over the first time, I only recognized a few people. We seemed to have had a ton of people move in and out this year. Since I wasn't in the mood to meet a bunch of new people, I just kept on walking. When I got closer to my house, my friend K. called me. I told her that I only felt like talking to about three people in the world right then, and unfortunately for her, she was one of them. I stopped by her house until Stinky called to tell me that the neighbors I actually knew had shown up at the party.

When I went back, it was pretty fun. I only drank one glass of homemade sangria, but that didn't stop me from making an ass of myself. I did checkity check myself after I did some poppin', and before I started break dancing. One of my friend's husbands was trying to goad me on by threatening to find me a board, but I was smart enough to know when it was time to go home...At least that night.

I'm still looking for that alone time. Although, I'm not counting on it anytime soon.


Remiman said...

Alone time is like the pot-o-gold at the end of the rainbow. ;-)
I'm having computor problems too. At work theyd've loade so much cumbersome security shit that it's a big pain in the butt to access the internet.
The piece of shit lap top we have at camp is acting the hard drive is having seizures and jumpin' and jerkin' all over the place.
We'll be home after labor and back on the new computerer.

Margaret said...

that's one scary clown

Babybull40 said...

Shooting Hookers sounds like a load of fun.. what's the point system like for that game?

Tara said...

Yum, homemade sangria sounds perfect! Homemade margaritas are also good. My sister-in-law made some for us awhile back and it hit the spot. Very good stuff for summer.

Anonymous said...

Try coconut rum and pineapple juice to keep the vacation feel alive...Delightful

Dagromm said...

Are you a hooker hunter?? If so we should totally party together! I'm glad you at least had the energy to do some poppin'. You kick so much ass.

booda baby said...

I always think it's so weird that you can be with tons and people and never feel more alone, so in a weird kind of way, you got some alone time. Unless it was the kind of alone time where you just sit an revive yourself.

laura b. said...

Potential hooker shooting, homemade sangria, poppin' wit da peeps...yes, you need some alone time. Get it and quick.
Hee hee! I'm just messing around. I love reading about your life.

Brando said...

I wonder if the pod people that replaced us were there? Actually, they seemed like a nice couple.

evil-e said...

Clowns are pretty creepy....I saw one a couple of years ago at the Cuyahoga county fair that looked like Gacey...

AlienCG said...

Computer viruses suck. I hope you get everything straightened out soon. I also hope you find that elusive alone time you've been looking for.

Churlita said...


Good luck with your computer. I feel for you.


Don't I know it.


I don't know. I still haven't had a chance to play it yet. Damn responsibilities,


Homemade Margaritas do sound nice. I have to be a little careful around tequila, though.


Okay. You got my attention.


I didn't know you hunted hookers too.

Booda Baby,

I think at this point, I need real alone time.

Laura B.,

See? I definitely need a break.


Were they pod people. I didn't actually meet any of the new people. you never know who's going to handle my poppin' and breakin'. I didn't want to scare anyone...That I didn't already know, that is.


I lived in Chicago when all that Gacy stuff came out. Maybe that's where my fear is from.


The computer seems better, but the alone time is still elusive.

LA said...

Clowns are scary, but your girls are gorgeous!