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May. 10th, 2013 10:45 pmYou know you've made the transition from student to townie when you successfully avoid the nightmare that is the area during graduation weekend, then happily anticipate the fact that THEY WILL ALL BE GONE after the weekend is over.
And then you remember that their absence mean all the bus schedules are drastically reduced and you swear a lot. :)
It's beginning to feel a lot like summer. Once again, we had a long winter, a couple weeks of something that could pass for Spring and then we have The Dark Times where the second floor of all the Squirepods is suddenly too warm to live. I'm looking forward to this summer weirdly enough - usually I hate this season, but I don't know, I'm feeling all weirdly anticipatory about this one, like something good's on the way.Nope, haven't the foggiest what.
Weirdly enough as the weather's gotten warmer the cats have both suddenly gotten VERY affectionate. More often than not, I wake up with all permanent denizens of House Browne-Tatro in the bed; manbeast at my back, Ash draped luxuriously across my feet, and Little miss Lilly curled up either by my stomach or pretty much wedged into my arms like a kid's stuffed animal. This would all be very adorable and snuggly if it weren't for a) allergy season in full force and cat by already itchy face = no b) aggressive cat snuggles are not very conducive to me getting up and out the door on time.
With some prodding/help from Drew and Caitlin, I managed to get down to the WMPE munch in Northampton last night. I had a decent enough time, I suppose, and any rate it was an excuse to revisit Pizzerio Paradiso which was quite good, if -yeesh- pricy. IDK, I'm trying to push myself out of my comfort zone some and put myself out there for more than just the usual suspects - I feel like I either get trapped up inside my own head too much, or I don't venture outside of squire, so I'ma try to address that by trying to push outwards a little bit.
I'm frustrated with my lack of progress on Neverwinter - I love the game, but I fucking never have time or spoons to play it. I suppose I should regard that as a good thing seeing as it means I have something of A Life, but arg! Sometimes all a girl wants to do is play video games!
But THINGS. *headdesk* if only I didn't need to sleep.
*insert usual mid-may ranting about The Season of Arboreal Fornication and the resulting itchy wretchedness*
*see also the Return of the Bugs*
A pox on Spring. :P
*sigh* yeah. I guess these days I'm no longer aggressively bitter about Mothers Day, but I'm still gonna be in my feels on Sunday, as I have been with every reminder that the damn day is coming up. Kinda glad that the morning will have a bell performance to distract me initially and then I guess the rest of the day will be aggressively ignoring the day as best I can with the kiddos here and doing my best not to eat their mother's face when she comes to pick them up. I should be nice to her anyway - I remember how rough that first Mothers' Day was after my own mom passed. *sigh* Feelings suck.
Ah, the Tatro Typhoon has arrived. Brat out.
And then you remember that their absence mean all the bus schedules are drastically reduced and you swear a lot. :)
It's beginning to feel a lot like summer. Once again, we had a long winter, a couple weeks of something that could pass for Spring and then we have The Dark Times where the second floor of all the Squirepods is suddenly too warm to live. I'm looking forward to this summer weirdly enough - usually I hate this season, but I don't know, I'm feeling all weirdly anticipatory about this one, like something good's on the way.Nope, haven't the foggiest what.
Weirdly enough as the weather's gotten warmer the cats have both suddenly gotten VERY affectionate. More often than not, I wake up with all permanent denizens of House Browne-Tatro in the bed; manbeast at my back, Ash draped luxuriously across my feet, and Little miss Lilly curled up either by my stomach or pretty much wedged into my arms like a kid's stuffed animal. This would all be very adorable and snuggly if it weren't for a) allergy season in full force and cat by already itchy face = no b) aggressive cat snuggles are not very conducive to me getting up and out the door on time.
With some prodding/help from Drew and Caitlin, I managed to get down to the WMPE munch in Northampton last night. I had a decent enough time, I suppose, and any rate it was an excuse to revisit Pizzerio Paradiso which was quite good, if -yeesh- pricy. IDK, I'm trying to push myself out of my comfort zone some and put myself out there for more than just the usual suspects - I feel like I either get trapped up inside my own head too much, or I don't venture outside of squire, so I'ma try to address that by trying to push outwards a little bit.
I'm frustrated with my lack of progress on Neverwinter - I love the game, but I fucking never have time or spoons to play it. I suppose I should regard that as a good thing seeing as it means I have something of A Life, but arg! Sometimes all a girl wants to do is play video games!
But THINGS. *headdesk* if only I didn't need to sleep.
*insert usual mid-may ranting about The Season of Arboreal Fornication and the resulting itchy wretchedness*
*see also the Return of the Bugs*
A pox on Spring. :P
*sigh* yeah. I guess these days I'm no longer aggressively bitter about Mothers Day, but I'm still gonna be in my feels on Sunday, as I have been with every reminder that the damn day is coming up. Kinda glad that the morning will have a bell performance to distract me initially and then I guess the rest of the day will be aggressively ignoring the day as best I can with the kiddos here and doing my best not to eat their mother's face when she comes to pick them up. I should be nice to her anyway - I remember how rough that first Mothers' Day was after my own mom passed. *sigh* Feelings suck.
Ah, the Tatro Typhoon has arrived. Brat out.
