A boring day in a boring week, in which I should be busy.
Nothing of interest going on here. However, it has been a while since my last post, so I thought I’d put something down. The end of the semester is quickly rushing towards me, and I’m starting to feel stressed. So what is my reaction? Watch an episode of Castle. Do some knitting. Don’t even look at the work I need to do until I’m calm.
We’ll see if that will work. Knitting is probably a good calming, pre-work activity because I get bored of it pretty quickly, unlike watching tv episodes (I’ve still got one of Dexter to catch up on) or reading a book.
This Saturday, I’m going to attend the wedding of a neighbor of mine. He’s only two years older than me… weird to think that people like me are getting married now. My mom and I are going so as to represent our neighborhood solidarity, but I’m not entirely comfortable with the idea. I barely know him or his brother. It is a little odd to be attending the wedding of someone you don’t really know. But my mother wanted to go to her friend’s son’s wedding, so I’m going as her date, basically.
Maybe I’ll flirt with all the eligible young men that will (of course) be in the crowd. I’m sure my mother would be amused. Or I’ll get drunk on champagne and embarrass everyone else. There are all kinds of wonderfully exciting things that could happen that probably won’t.
One thing I know: I won’t be catching the bouquet. I’d rather let it hit me in the head. (That doesn’t count, does it? I figure it’s like football or something….)
