A warm bed on a cold night
Mom's homemade chocolate cake
Fresh laundry smell
A book that makes me laugh in the metro
Feeling a cat purr on your chest
Watching a fire burn down to embers in the fireplace
… nope. Still feel bleh.
What to do…
What do you do when someone is in such a good mood, because he spent the weekend having wild monkey sex, and wants to tell you all about it, but you just want to beat the shit out of him?
Feeling blah
My seasonal allergies moved in during the weekend. I'll be saddled with them till mid september or so. Yaaaaay. I bought a half-dozen boxes of kleenex at wallmart this weekend. I'm thinking they won't last the summer.
Edit: I just realized why I'm feeling so out of it today. I stopped drinking coffee in the morning, except on rare occasions. Without the jolt of caffeine, the meds are leaving me a lot more groggy. This SUCKS!
weekend update
Time for a little weekend update.
Spent the major part of the day yesterday with hyde_grrl, shopping at Wallmart and Ikea. I swear, that girl is the queen of impulse shopping :) Did some groceries, cooked a bit, watched a boring movie and spent the night chatting with ![[info]](http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
kaliko_mel. It was really muggy yesterday, and that's never good for my allergies (which have started paying me a visit recently), so I was fairly doped up on benadryl. Apparently, I was in fine form last night while we were talking. i'll have to go over that chat log, because I remember saying some fairly outlandish things :) A notice to all my friends then, please don't hold any absurdities I say against me. I might not have all my faculties when I'm talking†.
Slept in really late today. Even if I did wake up at 6:30am again, I managed to go back to sleep and get up at a more reasonable time. Made a pot of pasta sauce, and my kitchen smells heavenly again. Did some laundry, so now my kinky bed is draped in crisp, clean-smelling sheets. I'm going to head downtown to deposit my paycheck and drop in to the Linen Chest, to investigate a possible purchase that was suggested by my late-night chat partner, and then meet T., the physiotherapist I met on LL for coffee.
Back later.
† yes, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Edit: So I had a pint with T. She seems like a nice girl, but I somehow doubt that it'll lead anywhere. We'll see, but I doubt it :)
Oh, and Mel? It seems that the purchase we talked about is going to be tougher to make than I thought. The Linen Chest doesn't have any, nor does Simons. I'm going to try Ogilvy's next. I'll keep you informed :)