2004-08-08 - 11:35 p.m.
Weekend Update
Well, I guess I'll start at the "beginning" since that's where you're usually s'posed to begein. (You know, unless you're planning on revealing part or most of the plot via flashbacks, and somehow I'm not sure that's the best style to write a "real" journal entry in.)
Thursday. Got back into the office. Came home to check e-mail (No e-mail of note - I guess I was being bratty when I asked on my LJ for people to, like, e-mail me during the work week. I didn't even have any "real" e-mail once my weekend started). Went in to one of Dad's jobs, so I could meet with the woman we got the truck from again, and get the title notarized. Then I went to the bank so our bank rep could "visually inspect" the truck. Got money out at the ATM (had to go back to Dad's work so I could give him 20 bucks "lunch money" - for which Mom payed me back). Came home again, did a few things online, then went to pick up Mom at work. She came with me to this month's Poets' Night at Amici.
Poets' Night (Maybe they should rename it Writers' night, since fiction is an increasingly notable portion of the readings) went pretty well. The other readers were - if not all of them strictly speaking "good" - quite entertaining. That's the way it usually goes - it's always interesting, even when what's being presented either isn't your thing, or isn't quite as good as the rest of the stuff being read.
I read one new poem - inspired by Tom's playing at his last show. I actually wrote it during his show, and ended up barely editing it. (That's funny, because when I wrote the last stanza I wasn't happy with it at all, but two weeks later it seemed alright.) And then I read the first two sections of what is commonly called my "Sci-Noir" project.
According to my mother (who is very biased and therefore not to be trusted entirely on such matters) I had everyone absolutely spellbound. Afterward I did get a few coments - the most enthusiastic of which came from a young chap named Jason, who's commented on my poetry a few times before.
Evidently I have a fan, or something. Or at least that's what Mom said.
Friday... Ah, yes, Friday.
Got up to go to the new dentist. I am now very glad we're not going to go to Zimmerman anymore. The new dentist lady is cool, and smart, gentle during the exam, and very concerned with how I am in relation to what's going on, and if I have any quesions about anything.
She's also discovered a number of cavities that Zimmerman probably should've caught (including one under the repair where I chipped an incisor in 2nd grade - she was very unsettled-sounding when I answered her question that no, he never did anything with it after when he built it up right after I chipped it). I also evidently grind my teeth in my sleep - and the wear is starting to become visible (although she did have to specifically look for it). I'm supposed to consider having a night guard made to stop me from doing that.
I go back on the 20th for a cleaning. Once that's done, Dr. Smith and I will be discussing my course of treatment and what's to be done. God. The exam was $146.00. I don't want to think about what fillings will cost me, let alone how much the night guard might be. But if it needs to be done, it needs to be done. Neglecting your teeth - especially when you know something should be dealt with - is as bad as neglecting your eyes. Because once things go to hell, they don't generally come back.
After the Dentist's, I went with Mom to - as she put it - sign my life away. We officially signed the loan papers for the truck. I'll have $200.00 coming out of my checking every month for the next two years. *sigh* Today I made Mom promise (although I'm not allowed to hold her to it) that I'll still manage - some how - to go to FruCon this year. I haven't missed one since I started going, and I really really don't want to miss it this time. But that's a ways off - it's too early to worry about now, I think. I hope.
I did not go to OMN on Friday. I'm not really sure why, but I suddenly really didn't feel like making the drive alone, even to be with my friends. Instead I went over to Holli's (she's my own cousin, and I usually spell her name wrong. I always try to make it Holly, and I don't always catch it when I do) and played Euchre with her, 'Chole, and Michelle. It was great. Holly and I won the first two games, and 'Chole and Michelle won the second two. After that we played two quick games of Bullshit with Hali.
Yesterday Mom and I rented movies and hung out. I meant to go to the Wharf last night, but that didn't happen either. Two weekends, now, I've missed. My friends are going to be all "where the hell have you been" when I get back there. And Tony's going to ask if I thought I could take a vacation or something. (He's seriously gotten on my case nights he's realized I've been there but haven't seemed like I was going to sing. "Do you think you're on a vacation?" Very amusing.)
Today Mom and I went to Grandmas to swim in the pool, and hopefully quietly convince Grandma to decide to give us money for dental bills. It didn't work, but it was a good afternoon nevertheless. I was "good," and didn't get into it with Grannie. There was a tense five minutes or so when she got on her roll about "and who do you marry?" (Talking about my friends and how unsuitable most of them evidently are for marriage.) I was good. I held my comments (mostly) to myself. But one of these days she's going to push me too far - or push when I'm in the wrong state of mind - and I'm going to lay everything out. Everything she doesn't know about me. It's going to be a nasty conversation, potentially - that's why, if it happens not-by-accident, it won't happen until it needs to.
This week, we start going to Overtime at work. It's potentially going to be stressful, but I need the money. We'll still be getting back on Thusday, I think, because I'm pretty sure Andy still has his second job on weekends. If he doesn't, we'll probably be staying out until Friday. Again I say, it's maybe going to be more stressful. But, on the other hand, I really do need the money. Better to worry about needing the money now - when it's not too pressing yet - than in a few months when it really is a crunch.
Tonight I'm... lonely, and kind of listless. I'm going to stay up too late, because that's just sort of what's going to happen. And this week will suck.
But I think I can post to my lj from the road now, so you'll all get to hear about how annoyed I am all week. Whoot.
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