What Goes On

A random bunch of goings-on from a bored (possibly sleep-deprived) hippie-Neopagan-Goddess-worshipping-loony.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Got back from Grandma's just now. :3

Thursday--we went to the HealthPlex and worked out.

Friday--FUN :D We got up and did nothing until about 1, whereupon we went to the Airborne and Special Operations Museum. Gram volunteers there Friday afternoons. I wandered around downtown for a couple of hours. It was kinda nice. This cute Latino boy kept hanging around our table while we were at dinner and teased the other waiters for our amusement. I felt flattered; it was an ego boost I needed, 'cos I've been feeling down the past week or so. There was also this really cute, fuzzy kitty outside an antique shop. I sat down on the sidewalk and played with her (I have a long yarn braid dangling from my backpack and she liked it). It was a gorgeous cat; silvery, with calico-ish markings.The rest of Friday was spent watching Doctor Who and Highlander. XP

Today--Busy busy busy. Got up early for my kayaking class, which was fun--we got the instructional part done in about half an hour, then paddled around for the next two and a half hours. It was very relaxing, and I got some good thinking done. I also picked up some water lilies and played with them. Some nice old guy chatted with me about water sports; he was a white-water rafter, along with his wife (who was in the class, too). He said I was a nice girl and wondered why I didn't have more friends. More ego-boosting. Which was good. :DThen we went to Jersey Mike's and Gram and I did mock the menu-person heartily for writing it "Hungery Mike". The lady at the counter said we were the second people to catch that. Then she blamed it on Seventy-First education. Roffles~

ALSO!

It turns out that Lynyrd Skynyrd is coming over to the Cumberland County Fair. Bitchin'. Maybe I can go see them, since my chances of seeing the Who seem about equal to a snowball surviving in hell. They looked better, but I don't wanna ask Dad for all that money now that it'll go toward repairing the house. It sucks, but I guess I'll just have to listen to my CDs instead. It's more important that the house is restored to its former glory than going to see the boys, isn't it?

On the bright side, that's what the Internet is for, and if I turn the sound up loud enough, it'll SOUND live. There's always a bright side. :3

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