I'm angry, and I don't like it. And I'm not sure if it's for stupid reasons, or for reasonable reasons.
So how'd today go? Things started out pretty ok, got a haircut, had lunch. First sign of trouble, got a phone call around 1, with my friend giving me some instructions for dogsitting next weekend. Not a problem, except I was planning on coming up to his house later in the day, which he and his wife either forgot or never knew.
So, went up to their place. Their son is in a not fun stage, where if he isn't able to dominate the conversation at dinner he at least pouts, if he doesn't do a fake cry, which usually ends up in his missing dessert and having a bit of a temper tantrum in his room. Lovely.
His parents wanted to wash the dogs after dinner. I'm sitting with the kid, who has been given a task of sharpening a bunch of pencils for his Montessori school, apparently to get him interested in writing. This didn't seem to be particularly useful, as he quickly got bored sharpening pencils in the electric sharpener, so he wasn't pushing them in perfectly horizontally, so eventually it overheated. I'm doing my best to make this some sort of learning experience or a game or something, and it ain't working.
I'm wondering more and more if the kid's diagnosable with ADHD. Even if I'm ever fully convinced he is, I'll never convince the parents.
Both dogs decide the best place to shake off after their bath is right next to me.
It's clear my female friend is convinced it would be best if I moved to Houston. Best for them, absolutely. Best for me, not so clear.
I was considering going up to their place late Friday night after gaming, to go to the Westheimer Street Festival on Saturday, but the aren't actually leaving until Sunday, so that's not going to work.
I left their place a little early, and went to the joint MIT/Stanford happy hour. Recognized no one, saw no one identified with MIT, left. Called one guy who usually goes to these things, couldn't get him.
Grump, grump, grump. Things could be so much worse. But I have so little motivation to make them better.
Posted by Owlish at April 27, 2006 09:09 PM | TrackBack