It's a nice day, and I'm stuck inside.
Aug. 13th, 2000 01:44 pmWell, here I am again. It's a sunny Sunday and I'm at work. I'm actually in a OK mood right now. Work makes me unhappy quite often. I suppose I could go get another job, but a) I'm lazy and b) looking for a job ranks as my least favorite things to do--rivaled only by looking for a place to live. Anyway, I'm in a good mood. Had a good weekend. My sister is in town from Crooklyn (New York that is)...we had a BBQ blowout at Woodland Park yesterday. Our family, my sis's hubby's family, and various other hangers-on. Apparently it's illegal to drink there. What the fuck? You can't have a proper barbeque without gettin yr brew on! I had my own supply of the hard stuff (Pepsi). Went to Calvin's b-day party afterward. Sat around w/some work people and lotsa other people who I didn't know. It was muy calliente and his apartment was not made to hold the huge blunt-smoking, malt-liquor-swilling throng. Split after awhile--went home & watched Saturday Night Live. Slept, and now I'm here. Woo hoo.