by elizabeth on September 19, 2009
No, it’s not my birthday.
But it is my first time home in about a month with no major work assignments or business trips awaiting me in the immediate future. I admit, the rush from BlizzCon to Dragon*Con to AGDC was fun, but at this point I’m just tired. Being home with absolutely nothing to do and no plans involving airplanes until November seems quite the ideal situation. And me, being the classic introvert who is worn out by dealing with people and recharges by being alone — yep. This is pretty well bliss. I’m going to enjoy it for a while.
And even though it is clearly not my birthday, now that I’m home I plan to celebrate the occasion in appropriately introverted style, by vegetating on the couch and watching through all of the Fifth Doctor episodes in order. This is rather more than a weekend project, but it’s my (not) birthday and I’ll do whatever I want. Right? Right.
by elizabeth on September 11, 2009
Rained out of Shakespeare in the park tonight. Sat in the rain (which was coming and going and coming and going) for about an hour before they called the show canceled. More than fairly wet by this point, despite a light jacket and a tarp we were all hiding under for a time.
Sans Shakespeare, we went out for coffee. It started raining rather seriously by the time we were at the coffee place, but we found some mostly dry seating on their patio. Sipped coffee, watched the rain, chatted with friends a bit (despite my tendency towards wallflowerish silence).
Time to leave, and it’s pouring again. Reasonably wet by the time we made it to the car and still wet by the time we got home. It is rather impressive how long clothes, once wet, can stay wet. (Especially denim, which, geez, never dries.) Brrrrr.
Am now home (or home away from home), dry, and almost warm again. All in all, an evening of good company, rain-soaked hijinx, and plenty of coffee — but no Shakespeare. Well, it will have to suffice, I suppose.
