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December
31, 2005. I slept in as much as humanly possible, but the non-humans in the house demanded I pay attention to them. I think they thought they wanted to be fed, but they had fresh water and plenty of food, so I think my narcolepsy destroyed their little routine. Well, excuuuuuse me. King Kong was actually on my mental plate today. I went back and forth with myself over which showing I would go to, and how soon I would need to hop on the bus. As the minutes slipped, one by one, into the past, I realized that I was just not really up to a three hour tour of bugs and primates. Instead, even though I was feeling sleepy, and extremely lazy, I decided that it would be far, far better for me to rearrange my office (the second bedroom in my apartment). This involved moving a very heavy three drawer file cabinet, and then an IKEA bookcase with tons of art and children's books in it. Like a moving block puzzle, I suddenly have much better use of space. Funny, that. Yesterday at work I received a call on the main line while I was covering the Receptionist's lunch break. It was my friend Darryl, who I haven't really kept up with for several months now. But, this is what we do. I think for a while after high school, I had a hard time dealing with the idea that he and I wouldn't be in contact nearly as much as we had been, and I used to get really anxious about it, or resentful. Now, it seems almost natural for us to spend six months without even a personalized email, and then be able to jump back into the mix, no problem. So, yeah. He says, "Hey, so. Remember how last year we did that whole procrastinator's new year's eve thing?" "Yeah," I replied. There was a deliciously comedic moment of silence before Darryl continued. "Yeah, so, we're doing that again. Wanna come?" So that's the plan tonight. I might bring along the PS2 and the karaoke games, for extra added wackiness. Darryl recommended additional drinking to facilitate the gaming. I'm bringing a bottle of shiraz, which he has promised to drink up for me, if I don't like it. Well, I never! I also received a message from the future -- I mean, from my friend in New Zealand. To wit: Nova
says: krystyn
says: Nova
says: krystyn
says: Nova
says: krystyn
says: krystyn
says: Nova
says: Nova
says: There you have it. go
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