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October 25, 2004

98: Freaking out in Public Places; Looking Good.

I need a weekend to recover from the weekend I just had.

I'm sure you're shocked to know that I saw Friday Night Lights when you know that I hate football, and you're even more shocked to know that I loved it. But no matter how much we liked it, watching it was unexpectedly draining and we went home exhausted.

We woke up and busted our Halloween-loving butts all day Saturday in a mad dash to find the finishing touches for our costumes. This required us to brave the crowds at a number of (and that number is best described as "I don't even know how many!") costume stores around the city, and resulted in so much crankiness that I'm surprised we made it back to the apartment without having thrown ourselves on the sidewalk in a fit of frustration and grumpiness (the direct result of our having to be around SO MANY FREAKING PEOPLE). Oh my GOD, just the thought of it is bringing me back to the point of TOTALLY FREAKING OUT IN PUBLIC. We crawled back to the apartment, barely able to speak, and took the most serious nap in history. Seriously.

We got up and clawed our shopping-weary bodies to an undisclosed location in search of taco nourishment. It was there that we bumped into Chris, Thor, and Bas -- the lovely Aussie who revealed to us all the secrets of the Gold Coast and patiently allowed us to make endless dingo-related jokes.

Sunday was a busy day as I went back to CT, being the dutiful daughter I am, and returned to the city much later in the day. I can't cope with getting into the details, but on Sunday night, I was involved in a painfully unpleasant incident involving samurai swords and a bathtub.

I went to bed exhausted, again, and perhaps out of fear that I had not set the alarm properly, I woke up every hour -- on the hour -- between midnight and 7 AM. Consequently, I may never have reached the necessary levels of deep sleep required to keep the human mind from becoming a twitching, angry mass... you know, like mine is right now. Ugh.

Maybe to taunt me, Orkut decided to make itself virtually useless and act as if all of its links were broken, or as if its server had just magically disappeared. I am also not entirely sure about the outfit I'm wearing, but I do know that it includes a tiny plastic Hello Kitty wristwatch. (Thank you, Pete).

Nothing says "professional" like a tiny, plastic, turquoise watch with changeable pieces. The face is Hello Kitty, but the rim around it is a giraffe’s horns and ears. I feel like I'm wearing a Tamagotchi.

It's going to be a long week.

Posted by ashley at October 25, 2004 10:26 AM

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