My Crappy Weekend...
Mar. 25th, 2002 03:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gayathrion Friday, I was all set to have a great weekend -- I went riding all day and felt pretty good -- just a few spots where it was scarey, but otherwise, smooth sailing emotionally and the bike was running great. Damn, and the weather was great.
Saturday, a friend from college was coming in from out of town. I
clear my schedule 'cause she wants to hang out. Then I find out she really wants me to rescue her from having to hang out with her family alone, and all her free time is being spent with her Los Angeles lover. Gosh, I love being at the bottom of the barrel. I _hate_ that worse then anything else, I think, feeling like I'm so unimportant that while I have to make time for someone else, they can't be bothered to make any time for me at all. Or tell me what's really going on. (*seethe*)
What burns me is that I could have gone to three different parties, or gone down to Corona to Mahely's Ranch and hung out with Bruce L, an east coast racer boy I've been wanting to meet. (and not just 'cause he is willing to lend me his 748 racebike...)
Sunday was ok -- there's this Dominant womens' group I'm sort of involved with, but about half way thru the meeting, I realized I couldnt come to any more of these things. (and I could have gone riding. the weather was great.) I like the individuals, but the group just made me nuts. I'm not looking for what they are looking for.
Plus wearing chick shoes was my downfall. Yup, you got it, I slipped on some concrete steps, landed on my ass and twisted my 'good' ankle but good. I'm icing it today and going to see the doc tomorrow. Gotta see how soon I can get into PT -- I just dont have TIME to be injured again right now! I'm so pissed and unhappy I could just cry. A sprain right now is really really bad.
On top of that, I asked my housemate to drop me off today, since my ankle was sore. MISTAKE, since the OTHER housemate is hogging up the fone line, and I can't call to say how sick to my stomach I'm feeling and how I want to go home NOW, come and get me. Plus I'm craving a chocolate milk shake like you wouldnt BELIEVE.
:-p
OK, that was my crappy weekend. Shoulda gone riding.
Plus, to add insult to injury, I didnt get the second round of the World Superbike races taped from Phillip Island. I gotta wait 'til next tuesday to see it.
Saturday, a friend from college was coming in from out of town. I
clear my schedule 'cause she wants to hang out. Then I find out she really wants me to rescue her from having to hang out with her family alone, and all her free time is being spent with her Los Angeles lover. Gosh, I love being at the bottom of the barrel. I _hate_ that worse then anything else, I think, feeling like I'm so unimportant that while I have to make time for someone else, they can't be bothered to make any time for me at all. Or tell me what's really going on. (*seethe*)
What burns me is that I could have gone to three different parties, or gone down to Corona to Mahely's Ranch and hung out with Bruce L, an east coast racer boy I've been wanting to meet. (and not just 'cause he is willing to lend me his 748 racebike...)
Sunday was ok -- there's this Dominant womens' group I'm sort of involved with, but about half way thru the meeting, I realized I couldnt come to any more of these things. (and I could have gone riding. the weather was great.) I like the individuals, but the group just made me nuts. I'm not looking for what they are looking for.
Plus wearing chick shoes was my downfall. Yup, you got it, I slipped on some concrete steps, landed on my ass and twisted my 'good' ankle but good. I'm icing it today and going to see the doc tomorrow. Gotta see how soon I can get into PT -- I just dont have TIME to be injured again right now! I'm so pissed and unhappy I could just cry. A sprain right now is really really bad.
On top of that, I asked my housemate to drop me off today, since my ankle was sore. MISTAKE, since the OTHER housemate is hogging up the fone line, and I can't call to say how sick to my stomach I'm feeling and how I want to go home NOW, come and get me. Plus I'm craving a chocolate milk shake like you wouldnt BELIEVE.
:-p
OK, that was my crappy weekend. Shoulda gone riding.
Plus, to add insult to injury, I didnt get the second round of the World Superbike races taped from Phillip Island. I gotta wait 'til next tuesday to see it.
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Date: 2002-03-25 08:43 pm (UTC)btw....two housemates?