inter-office bitching & whining
i got up early on saturday morning and went shopping. i bought some great shoes at marshall fiels, a birthday present for my dad, some clothes, and other random junk.
i went to julie's in the early evening and spent the rest of the night rotating between watching her unpack things and falling asleep on her couch. i can't say it was thrilling, but i guess it was something to do, and she wanted me there.
i went home to my parent's on sunday to celebrate my dad's birthday. it was a really nice afternoon. he and i sat around talking for most of the afternoon on the deck. we made dinner and then watched a corny movie on the sci fi channel. he cried when he read the card i gave him. i still don't know quite how to feel about that. i've only seen my dad cry three times. ever. it was unsettling. i don't know what's wrong. the card triggered something, but i know there is something much larger than that going on that i don't know about.
i drove back to the cities, talking on my cell phone and chainsmoking the entire time. (yeah, safe driver?)
today has been slow. i woke up really early this morning, so i left a bit early and took myself out for breakfast. nate awoke an hour early thinking he was late, so i saw him for a few moments this morning before he realized his error and headed back to bed.
the morning has flown by at work. i've actually had plenty to do. john seems to be in one of his moods. the clerks are bitching about him in the back room today...
*sarah*