Nap attack!

Friday is the only day of the work week that I allow myself to fall asleep after work. I look forward to this nap all week. I love me some naps!
However, when I take naps, they are not 20-30 minute naps. They tend to be about two hours. As was the case today. I came home dragging, laid on my stomach crosswise on my bed and shut my eyes. Two hours later I woke up with the striped pattern from my bedspread permanently embedded on my face, Sam licking my cheek and a Harley rumbling and sputtering outside.
Now, here I am at my neighbors checking on her cat while she enjoys a much needed vacation, sitting on her computer with dial-up service.
I know how to live it up.

I guess it wasn't a compliment??

A couple Fridays ago I got together with an old flame. I was 23 when we dated for about four or five months. We remained in contact for several years after and then communication stopped.

I found him on handy-dandy Facebook and we made plans immediately for a non-date. (A non-date is when you do date things with people you may date but you aren't dating... or something).

We went out to eat and watched a movie. Pretty simple. Conversation flowed. Somehow we got on the subject of skin (who knows how one gets on particular subjects). I mentioned that I wanted to do something about my acne scars. He said he never noticed them. I told him I'm very self conscious of them. He said something about people always being self conscious of things that other people never notice. He said, "I just say you're beautiful". I said, "thank you"! and his reply was, "I mean, I'd say that to anyone".

I wasn't sure what to say to that. I don't take compliments well and here I buck up, accept the compliment and just say thank you but it wasn't a compliment directed directly to me?

Boys are so stupid.

Discombobulated

I love that word.
It's how I've been feeling since I've started my new job. I'm so busy but I love it.
I haven't read any of the blogs I'd been reading daily - I feel out of the loop. I check my home e-mail once a day (if that). A week goes by before I realize I haven't talked to my mom (we usually take a few times a week). My weekends have been filled with doing hair, I haven't done anything social.
This week, when I come home in the evenings, I've been organizing. Why didn't I do this when I had all day off for five months? I've gotten rid of so much crap. I've shredded enough old files to fill up a large garbage bag. It feels good to purge all that!
Tonight I will sit on my arse and watch So You Think You Can Dance and knit a little of a blanket I'm working on. I can't wait.

Finding a use for business cards

I have business cards now. I can't imagine what I would need them for other than to give them to family and friends. However, I found a use. The other night I put one in a drawing for a free Chipotle lunch. Good use for business cards.
Today I get a fax forwarded to me from Chipotle. I won! Lunch for five and low and behold there are five people in my department. Lunch is my treat on Friday.

Public Enemies

Because of my intense, deep love for all things Johnny Depp, I went to see Public Enemies this afternoon. It didn't get the very best of reviews but I really liked it.

The world traveler returns

My sister has gotten to travel this year with her senior Art class to Paris and Barcelona and then with her Japanese class to Japan.
On Monday she came home from two weeks in Japan. She had a blast! She showed pictures and the video she took. I loved the video of her learning a tea ceremony taught to her by her host family. Her host mother and father had a great sense of humor and showed her many things. Her "host girl" (17) spoke great english. Her host boy (13)and the grandmother didn't speak english.

This is an e-mail she was able to send after only being there a week.

Konnichiwa, I am writing from the land of the rising sun.
Japan (nihon) is very, very different. It is not rude to slurp your food, and you have to take a shower before you take a bath (ofurou). Everything is opposite, even for their blind people. Our blind people use their hands to see things. Apparently Japan's blind people use their feet because everywhere you go there are ridges and bumps on the walkways so blind people know where to walk and stop. Not a bad idea acutally. Some of the weird and interesting things I have done so far include: Being smushed into a subway car during rush hour. Playing a DJ game in an arcade. Wearing a yukata and setting off fireworks (hanabi). And making apple (ringo) rabbits (usagi). I went to the yokkozuno zoo yesterday. My host girl Yuu said it was very small (chisai), but turned out to be very large (ooki). Today we went to Universal Studios Japan, which was super fun (tanoshii). My host girl is Yuu, who is super freaking cute (kawaii), her whole room is pink, and she screamed bloody murder on every ride we went on.
Thats all I have for now, so unless I can get on another computer some other time then I'll talk to you later (jaane).
Libby

She said her host family cried when she had to leave. Awww!