oh, yesterday. yesterday was such grand fun until it suddenly wasn't anymore and i plunged head first into some murky, grouchy mood that i can't really explain or seem to find my way out of.
so i went to the farmer's market yesterday after doing some other stuff and jenny coming home. i had left my hair on the shower wall because i thought jenny wouldn't be home until sunday, but then i thought she probably might come home today. (jenny coming home yesterday was one of the first things that made me feel mildly clairvoyant lately, but i will get to that later.) it was so inspiring--all the fall colors displayed in tomatoes, potatoes, squash, apples, berries, peppers... i bought some onions, bell peppers, and tomatoes for lindsay's party (to make kabobs) and some lovely 4/$1 jalapenos and crazy sweet apples from yakima (they're a mix of golden delicious and fuji--i love fuji--and, according to the lady, "very popular in japan!") for myself. then i came home, made myself a little pot of coffee, and watched extras on my
donnie darko dvd. i still haven't watched the movie since buying it, either.
around 2:15, christine and jesse showed up, quickly followed by chris. we hung out awhile, then got in the car and drove to lindsay's. lindsay wasn't there yet, so we hung out awhile and waited for them to return.when they did, we began the mad preparations. more people started arriving, and eventually chris and i sicced ourselves on the veggie kabobs. we chopped whatever wasn't already chopped, then arraged them on skewers. everyone applauded our artistry, but it's hard to go wrong with pretty fresh produce.
the rest of the afternoon/evening was spent with old friends, new friends, food, and mosquitoes on the porch. we invited a couple of guys who were already friends with reid, anna, and lindsay to show up at the harem gathering next week. we also played scrabble. and ate, oh, how we ate. mm, food. it was quite fun.
around 9:30, we left for the u-district and josie's party. jesse and chris were kind of looking forward to the fun of a big house party, saying they hadn't been to one in awhile. the girls were somewhat less enthused, but going along for the ride. of course, i got there and immediately realized i was really not in the mood or the anything for this (drinking party with lots of strangers! yay!) and was grateful when christine wanted to leave after only a short while so i wouldn't look totally lame. i was already lame enough for not nursing some fruity alcoholic concoction from the crowded makeshift bar room. i don't wanna drink again and i was driving, anyway. so christine walked me to the car (parked behind chris's building a few blocks away) and i drove home.
and there was someone parked in the spot next to mine. on the edge.
and the driver's side of my spot is flanked by this big concrete piling.
something had to give. apparently, it was the coat of paint on my driver's side. i managed to clear the mirror, but i couldn't straighten out enough to get out without damaging the fucking paint job.
mom's mandate is that i get an estimate for its repair, which, at least i have found a place nearby, but i don't really have the ability to do it until tuesday. fair enough, i hope. the scratch isn't going anywhere.
but fuck.
so suddenly, i was in a very, very shitty mood. i spent a bunch of time with candles and music and being grouchy to kevin on aim (or just saying how grouchy i was and elaborating--phear my conversational skills!) and eventually retired to the living room with
high fidelity and fell asleep sometime before the great killing-ian-with-the-a/c-unit scene, because that's when i woke up and decided to go to my real bed.
of course, once i got back to my room, i had to turn on the computer monitor. and chris wanted to tell me of his party adventures because he claims he "embarrassed" himself in front of my friends (hey, his friends too, now) when in fact it sounds like he actually made out pretty well, all things considered. so typing woke me up, but i was still grouchy as fuck. i tried to go to bed and couldn't really sleep. i heard jenny come home at some point and thought, "there will be someone crashing on the futon," but ignored the urge to investigate because i'm sure jenny will be hyper-apologetic and say stuff like, "is that ok???" tomorrow anyway, and really, you can hear the extra question marks in her intonation, and i really don't give a shit, and i was in a bad mood anyway, so what am i babbling about now?
oh yeah, i couldn't sleep, then i woke up and thought, "it's fucking 8am, and i fucking know it" and it was. (gasp.) then i heard a beep, and i thought, "that's my mother, replying to my email about the fucking car. now i have to get up so i can read it." and it was. and then left my room to use the bathroom, and sure enough, someone was asleep on the couch. i wonder if i'm bothering him with my endless typing. hmm, too bad if i am! i wake up too fucking early for me, so everyone else has to deal with it if it bothers them, too. anyway.
bitchy bitchy bitchy. bleh.
and now there is that fucking horrible old accord out there that sounds like such ass when it starts up! every time! screeeeeeeeeeehhkehhehlheklhjeejach.
jesus. i need some Alone Time today. i should drive to golden gardens again with a notebook and just sit and watch waves or something. that might be healthy.
i kinda wish i had asked christine to hang out more after we left, but i didn't realize that i wanted to until i got home and things were fucked. she probably would've helped me with that, anyway. i wanted a lot of things last night that i couldn't have or do.
i guess that is often true.