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What's a girl to do when she's just missed the 4:00 bus home? why sit in the Smith Student Center and post to LJ of course.

Eh... Today was one of those weird, up and down, draining days. I had a good morning getting breakfast and running errands with [livejournal.com profile] sundart and [livejournal.com profile] sydneycat, and then... I don't know there was a bit of weirdness with [livejournal.com profile] sundart afterwards, that I'm still a little well, disturbed by. I mean, we got over ourselves (we always do) but still... I'm bothered by it. Didn't help that Amastan called my cell during that time and I of course flipped out and didn't answer it... but that's a rant/navelgazing session for another day.

[livejournal.com profile] anzovin was nice enough to give us a lift to [livejournal.com profile] beatgoddess's (after a small snafu where he'd forgotten where he'd actually parked his car), as we'd missed the bus that would get us there in time to bid goodbye to [livejournal.com profile] acatnamedfat. As it was, we got there in time to have a good forty-five minutes to sit with her and pet and worship her for a while until [livejournal.com profile] beatgoddess had to take her to the vet's. [livejournal.com profile] sundart went home at that point; I decided to go with [livejournal.com profile] beatgoddess and [livejournal.com profile] acatnamedfat, who went to what Bosslady calls the Rainbow Bridge purring.

*sigh*

I hung out over at beat's for a bit afterwards, ogling the contract work on the living room and elsewhere that she'd done after we left, and having tea in the obligatory My Little Pony cups, and well catching up. It was good... I'd missed being told to shut it after niggering. ;)

So now I'm cooling my heels in this transplanted airport terminal that passes for a student center and trying to think about what to do with the remainder of my day. There's a party at [livejournal.com profile] drdevice's, but after today, I am not much in the partying mood, since I'm kinda emotionally wrung out and I think dealing with people outside of the Amoeba right now would make me homicidal... So I may just head home, shower, clean the catbox, hug my dumb blond Valley-boy, and hang out quietly at home for the rest of the evening, but I haven't really decided, plus there's this little bird trying to suggest that maybe I should go to work for a little while, but I'm valiently ignoring it. That I can do tomorrow. So who knows...

In the meantime, I still have twentyish minutes to kill... and I kinda wish I still had that icon of me hugging [livejournal.com profile] acatnamedfat. I used to use it as the "here you need a hug" icon when commenting... and I think I need one of those now.

Ah, well.

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