Bill Cosby once said that people, left to their own devices, will destroy themselves once they get some time off. To this point he detailed that on weekends, people - sane, intelligent people - will do the wildest and craziest things to such an extreme that come Monday morning, they are thankful that they have a job to go to. For apparently they are unable to make wise decisions for themselves.
This past weekend ended up being a four-day weekend for me. Well, actually... make that five. The reason? Easter holiday, got work completed late Thursday night so as not to have to come in on Friday, or until Tuesday. Well, Tuesday didn't happen due to the simple fact that a plague was placed on my house.
Being as it was a long weekend and I had no real definite plans, I was supposed to catch up with a certain tall, dark-skinned, handsome, Latino. I missed his birthday shenanigans a little while ago and we were supposed to grab a drink or two.
Did it happen Thursday night? No.
Friday night? Nope. I had dinner with friends and passed out in the guest bedroom.
Saturday night? Are you crazy?!? It was like -400 degrees and sleeting here. In Texas. In April!!!! I went home and went to bed.
Sunday night? Of course not, but that would have completely made sense. I went out and had a great time at Elysium for 80s night. An 80s night that I really don't remember a great deal about. Except that I did dance for a moment before realizing that I don't like dancing here.
No, I ended up not meeting up with said tall, dark-skinned, handsome Latino. But he was able to curse me with the plague. He stated that were we to not meet up, and he read that I was ill over my long weekend, he'd know it was karma, bad ju-ju, what-have-you getting back at me for not keeping to my word. A plague that is still haunting me, but alas, I must endeavor to move forward.
So, let's just say that my four-day weekend turned into an uncomfortable five-day weekend. That, and I have watched enough Charmed, Law & Order, Mythbusters, Stargate SG-1, Workout, and... yes, I'll admit it... Deadliest Catch to fill my adled mind for a while.
This past weekend ended up being a four-day weekend for me. Well, actually... make that five. The reason? Easter holiday, got work completed late Thursday night so as not to have to come in on Friday, or until Tuesday. Well, Tuesday didn't happen due to the simple fact that a plague was placed on my house.
Being as it was a long weekend and I had no real definite plans, I was supposed to catch up with a certain tall, dark-skinned, handsome, Latino. I missed his birthday shenanigans a little while ago and we were supposed to grab a drink or two.
Did it happen Thursday night? No.
Friday night? Nope. I had dinner with friends and passed out in the guest bedroom.
Saturday night? Are you crazy?!? It was like -400 degrees and sleeting here. In Texas. In April!!!! I went home and went to bed.
Sunday night? Of course not, but that would have completely made sense. I went out and had a great time at Elysium for 80s night. An 80s night that I really don't remember a great deal about. Except that I did dance for a moment before realizing that I don't like dancing here.
No, I ended up not meeting up with said tall, dark-skinned, handsome Latino. But he was able to curse me with the plague. He stated that were we to not meet up, and he read that I was ill over my long weekend, he'd know it was karma, bad ju-ju, what-have-you getting back at me for not keeping to my word. A plague that is still haunting me, but alas, I must endeavor to move forward.
So, let's just say that my four-day weekend turned into an uncomfortable five-day weekend. That, and I have watched enough Charmed, Law & Order, Mythbusters, Stargate SG-1, Workout, and... yes, I'll admit it... Deadliest Catch to fill my adled mind for a while.
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