2:30 on Sunday and I'm still awake after an unexpectedly busy weekend. Serious with the unexpectedly busy bit - I fully expected to take this weekend as a laze about and not do shit sort, but instead... I don't know. Busy and people happened. Not complaining, just whoa.
Friday night was mostly hangouts and grown-up fun with cell23
, capped by a walk into a lovely night and watching thuderstorms drift to the south of us.
Saturday was full of the sleeping late and the TV - later on in the afternoon due to it being stuffy in my room I made my first foray into hooking EPEEN to Monstervision, which was more or less successful enough that watching Doctor Who
followed by cell23
attempting to play League of Legends fun. Still need to iron out some resolution snags and perhaps purchase some better cables than s-video, but for what it was and what it was worth I had fun being able to watch stuff on the bigger screen. But yeah, Who
on Saturday, we tried Spartacus
and decided there was too much 300
and not enough boobies, and I plowed through and finally finished series 2 of Being Human
... which is still not quite as good as Series 1, but the latter three eps did pick up quite a bit, though there were bits where I strongly suspected they snagged a fair amount of the Dark Willow plot of Buffy
Season 6 and cobbled it onto Mitchell. Here's hoping series 3 is better, whenever that comes out.
I digress. Saturday night we had some spontaneous people and kitty time over at another_murray
's. I think I love "We Didn't Playtest This." Also watermelon Smirnoff Ice tastes distrubingly like a jolly rancher. And god I'm a lightweight, one bottle of that ish shouldn't be enough to give me a buzz. AND YET.
Sunday (it's 3am, I'm not sure whether to call it today or yesterday) cell23
and I went out to see his parents so he could mow their lawn. After picking up some supplies toward fixing his black suit for the funeral he has to attend later this week, we went up Cliffside with a bunch of people. Ugh. Don't get me wrong, I love walks with people, except when the walk involves hiking up an incline - nothing slams it into your head that you need to get your out of shape ass back to the gym like being the schlub trailing the rest of the party with the proto asthma attack. :P Still despite that, I like actually making it up to the actual cliff face and staring out over Sunderland and North Hadley and all the way down to Skinner. It's a good view to sit and think to.
After that and going to pick up the roommate from Florence, I went home and fixed the suit jacket while finishing Being Human
and cleaned a bit and listened bemusedly as our fine upstairs neighbor threw a graduation party upstairs that raged until well after 1am. Le sigh. I'm looking forward to having a place with both an upstairs and a downstairs, to tell the truth. The only people I have to worry about running about up there are the kiddieboos.
Oh speaking of kids, I may have to get angry black woman on some of the boys that live around here - there are about three of them that have been running around firing off cap rifles all weekend which is annoying enough, but when I pulled out of the drive to go get cara this afternoon I pulled out and heard a loud pop under my rear tire... after scraping myself off the roof of my car, I pulled all the way back to find the detritus of what could have been either several caps or a few snap pops. No damage was done, but I'm more than a little annoyed by it and may have to channel my mother yelling at the neighborhood kids to get the hell off her Cadillac. Le sigh again.
And now here we are... and I know I should go to bed cause I've got work in the morning, but while I'm tired, I am profoundly not sleepy. Bah. I suppose I should just go to bed anyway and let boredom knock me out like it usually does....