His eye will be alright. Didn't slow him down at all. When he got back from the emergency room, he immediately started working on the same part again that he was rebuilding when the accident happened. I don't know if I should question his common sense or admire his tenacity.

Got together with Randy, Sandy, and Jae for sushi at Harada. my sushi was great and Sandy ordered the Spring bento that was huge and looked equally wonderful. We ended up feverishly chatting about everything until midnight, when the call on nature and husbands finally provided a break. It as a really really fun night with my favorite people.

This is officially chill at home night. Tomorrow - out with a friend for a show.

Lots of public events are in the near future - Screen on the Green and free ASO performances at Piedmont Park, Concerts at the Botanical Gardens, etc. Should be a good summer.

ughhh...

Just finished a series of brief phone conversations with the nice boy, who has somehow superglued his eye tonight. Seems like he'll be fine just from flushing the eye and letting tears do the rest, but there's a flek of something still on his eye and I worry that he'll have a scratched cornea. I'll hear in the morning how the rest of the night goes for him.

The drugs are working.

I'm beginning to feel much better now. Thank heavens for modern medicine.

Looking forward to the gathering at Jae & Bill's house to hang out with Randy tomorrow. It'll be good to see my favorite devil's advocate and professional malcontent. I've missed our combined power to clear a room since he's been living on the left coast.

cystitis

Late night visit to a pharmacy my doctor knew was open 24 hours.

Vowing to sleep most of the weekend and spend as much time out of my body as possible.

I am too tired to really go out tonight and too bored to immediately sleep.

I feel too cheap to buy food but, again, too tired too cook. And I crave avocado tonight. I need guac. Or california rolls. And maybe one glass of wine to help me on my way to slumbers. Or a massage, but I know I'm not getting that tonight. *sigh*

Rain thunder lightning.

Yes. I'll be turning the computer off as soon as I post this.

I gotta get ready to pick up Sandy at the airport tonight. Her car is still in the shop and husband Charlie's truck isn't starting.

The weather forecast says rain in store for Atlanta for the entire week. I fear I won't be able to view the total lunar eclipse tomorrow night. I had creatively envisioned how nice it would be to spend the evening on a rooftop somewhere looking up at the slowly disappearing moon in the sky.

Unexpected pleasant events: Last night the folks at work invited me to join them for dinner at Fronteria. Ended up being a fun evening. This morning my boss came in bringing me coffee and Krispy Kreme donuts.

Why can't they make Listerine breath strips with vasopressin?

My teeth ache today. All of them. Why?

It's been a weekend of disturbing dreams. Dreams of losing my home. Dreams of losing all my friends. Dreams of not having a job and not being able to find one. Lot's of impending doom in my unconscious thoughts. Probably because I still haven't found a real job yet and I know my savings will eventually be depleted and then I have no backup. Maybe more dreaming in general because of the warm nights now upon us.

Yesterday after work I went to the gym with comrads and worked out. Came home with my arms all rubbery and useless, showered, slept.

Today it's dark as night and stormy.

It's been a very good, fun, long weekend. I'm functioning in a rich sleep deficit now that will reveal it's degree more as the week progresses I'm sure. Thursday I went with RavenGirl to the Burning Man talk by Larry Harvey at the Rich Auditorium. That was followed by a late night dinner with the nice boy.

Friday evening into the wee hours was spent with the Grateful Glutton crew at the Ripe Atlanta event at City View Sculpture. We all went in costume, bearing gifts for the event. The event's turnout I'm sure was cut down dramatically by an impressively intense storm just minutes after things started that lasted an hour-ish. We watched lawn furniture being blown across the neighborhood from the front porch while we waited for the wind, rain and lightening to quiet down enough to make it out. The rest of the night was perfect - no more rain at all and comfortably warm, especially for those in cozy, layed costumes. The sculptures were incredible and beautiful. Movement. Fire. Participation. Performance.

Saturday was the Artery iron pour in Emory Village. Tommy and Chantell made it out and to the pour and carved sand molds. Envie performed in the courtyard. There was a bigscreen presentation on the gamelon that was quite well done. That entire evening for me went on till today.

Then today started with brunch with the nice boy in Decatur, riding around in his jeepster that he's now trying to sell, on a glorious warm sunny day. That was immediately followed by all-day laundry, darning a snipped shirt from Friday night and a visit with the family.

Now I am tired and I must sleep.