Not that it was unexpected... I did, after all, sleep most of the day away...
Finished the book I was reading, something to do with post-apocalyptic cloning. I still have a few books left, so I can keep myself somewhat entertained.
It did me good to get out of the house a few times in this past week, but now I hate to be sitting around here with nothing to do - I want to get out and be with friends...
I may be paranoid. This past week, hanging out with various of my friends, I've talked to some people I really haven't had contact with in awhile, if ever. And now I know more about some of them than I ever really needed to. Conversely, I get the feeling that everything I say and/or do is passed from person to person. I go out with some friends, and another emails me about the events, and details have evidently been passed along.
So maybe it's because I'm paranoid that this bothers me, I don't know. It may be that I'm just feeling a bit fed up with not being able to sleep tonight, and was recovering all day long. Maybe I'm just getting old. Maybe I've been so reclusive for so long that I forget what it is to be amongst friends.
Anyway. I've queued up some utilities and a few more stupid games for DLing while I attempt to sleep again. Hopefully I'll be awake enough tomorrow morning to field the phone calls/interviews.
So at the bonfire, Bob offered me a puff of her clove cig... I don't smoke, can't stand the taste, but... Either I was really gone, or they did taste pretty good... and the lip licking afterwards was sweet... So I kept puffing back and forth... Unfortunately, I could see that becoming a habit, and those things are pricey.
Then again, as I was driving home... I realized that not only were my eyes feeling like sandboxes, I was having a hard time drawing a decent breath. I'll pin that on the cloves, thank you very much, and not take up the habit.
Still, on occasion...
Well, went to dinner with Ankh... UJ's, had a few Guinness and the tenderloin. Good stuff. Then just hung out for a bit and chatted about various things.