Sunday, April 02, 2006

I am me.

Well. After two nights of pretending to be someone else, I think that I am ready to pretend that I am me for a while now. Purgatory was on Friday night, and it was fantastic, as expected. Last night was Paradise Lost, also pretty freaking great. I have discovered though, that two nights in a row of intense roleplaying is a little too much for my psychie. I have fun, but by time I got home last night, I was emotionally and mentally drained. So anyways, no more pretending to be someone else, at least not till Tuesday night D&D.

The clocks changed last night. An occurrence that has always upset and confused me. I hate it. I was raised in Saskatchewan where they have no need to "save time," as it were, so when I moved to Alberta, this was one of the biggest upsets. Along with having to pay for health care, and my car insurance doubling. I eventually got over the other two, but the changing of the clocks still makes me feel incredibly betrayed twice a year. In spite of everyone reminding me, I did indeed forget to change my clocks, and was puzzled when it took me an hour to get from my bedroom to the computer. Then I realized that the computer changes it's clock automatically, and I have to change the clock in the bedroom. Sigh. I hate changing the clocks.

Mary and I slept in today, which wouldn't have been an issue, except for the clock changing (see above). We didn't get out of bed till 11am. I'm not sure what time Mary actually woke up, she's pretty good at keeping herself entertained in her crib until starvation makes her get up and start yelling. Anyways, our day is thrown right off. She just went down for her nap, and normally she would be getting up from it around now. I just hope that she doesn't stay up too late tonight. I have a whole lot that I need to do before heading off on Wednesday, and I find that it is easiest done after she goes to bed in the evening. Also, Grey's Anatomy is on tonight, and it's hard to watch when she is howling and climbing all over me.

1 comment:

Jenn said...

Oh, it made me weep too, I was not dissapointed at all.

I call that show my weekly bawl-fest, it's the one hour a week where I allow myself to sob like a baby and get it all out.