December 2, 2002
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I'm sick. I shouldn't be here. I went up to that wretched casino in a wretched part of California, and was miserable all day. It took an hour and a half to get there, and two and a half hours to get back. Everyone was on their way home from the holiday weekend. We spent four hours there where P won a bundle. I'm glad it was worth it for her, because I was miserable. Did I say that? I had the beginnings of a head cold, and all that cigarette smoke didn't help matters. Blah blah blah, I could go on for a while, but I won't. It's too miserable to recount.
Then we all went to dinner. I met R&P's mom who was much more pleasant than I was led to expect. She seems like a marvelous woman to talk to. For some reason, I thought she would be a shrew. Of course, children will be biased towards their parents and will certainly have a different opinion of them than outsiders will. My friends always thought my mom was fabulous while I thought she was a stick in the mud. In retrospect, I was a total prick as a teenager.
And then I went home, went to bed, and dreamt of weddings again. Third time in as many weeks. I don't know what it's all about, but my subconscious has become obsessed with weddings and marriage. That's a little odd, frankly.
What am I grateful for today? I am grateful that I had four days off to relax and accomplish. I am grateful that The (Little) Man didn't call me in to work. I am grateful that I received the books I ordered today and before the holiday rush. I am grateful that I got paid today.
And by the way, just so you know, FYI, and all that, I write this for myself first and foremost. I love the fact that I can share this "anonymously" on the Internet, but some of the stuff really won't make sense unless you're me. I crack myself up time and again at some of the stuff that I've written here. And sometimes I want to go back and read something that I posted. And sometimes I can't remember where it is. So that's why there's a search button over there. It works, and if you're really curious to find something that you may think exists here, go for it. But in all honesty, it's all about me. Not to be rude or anything.
That's all.
