April 11, 2005

  • (sung to the tune of “I feel pretty…”)

    I feel Random, oh so Random…

    Yes, sinus medication is a good good thing.  I had a sinus headache, and now I have that
    floaty, medicine-head feeling. 
    Ahhhh. 

    At least the headache is gone.

    Did I tell you that I used to live in this area many many
    years ago?  Well, I did.  I lived here for a whole entire summer with
    my father back in the early 1980s.  I’ve
    driven by the house where he used to live - still looks pretty much the same.

    Isn’t it amazing how the mind works?  I was driving to work this morning (listening
    to Cher [crap music, I know, so sue me]), and I was driving kind of near where
    my Dad used to live, and all of a sudden I started thinking about that summer
    that I spent living here with my Dad, Stepmom and Sister.

    The first day that I arrived here my Dad and I were at a
    convenience store, and he pointed out a guy to me.

    “Whatever you do this summer, I expressly forbid you to hang
    around that guy there.”

    “Which guy, Dad?”

    “The one in the sunglasses.”

    "Okay Dad.”

    Little did Dad know that explicitly forbidding me from doing
    anything was the absolutely wrong move. 
    You do NOT under ANY circumstances forbid a pre-teen from hanging out
    with the neighborhood bad boy. 
    Especially a rebellious and somewhat disturbed pre-teen like me.

    When I asked which guy it was because I wanted to make sure
    I had my sights set on the right guy - he was standing there with 3 other guys,
    you see.

    It turned out that Bad Boy lived one block over from my
    Dad’s house.  And yes, I spent the summer
    hanging out with him, holding hands and walking around the neighborhood.  Dad found out about it of course, but not
    until near the very end of the summer. 
    He was angry with me, but it is a little bit difficult for a father’s
    anger to have much impact when I knew I was going back to So Cal in just a
    couple of weeks.  (Of course, he told my
    Mom about the situation, and I was grounded when I got home too, and that
    sucked, but whatever.)

    So, I was wondering this morning…what WAS that guy’s
    name?  And I wonder if he still lives up
    here?

    Hmmm…not that I’d look him up or anything.  Just a random thought drifting through my
    brain, a random curiosity.

    I should be working right now.  But it is a little hard to focus.

    I’ve got lawsuit papers to draft.  Must get it done.  But what I really want is a nap.  And some chocolate.

    I’m going in for minor surgery on Friday.  Ick. 
    Thankfully they are going to be able to do this with just a local
    anesthetic with sedation.  I HATE general
    anesthetic.  It makes me ill.  

    The surgery itself is to correct a problem on my tailbone.  Trust me, you don’t want the details.  I am glad I am having it done on a Friday, and
    I expect to spend the weekend lying on my stomach either on the couch or in
    bed.  Oooo - big fun.  Thankfully I have plenty of trashy books to
    read.  (I loves me some brain candy!!)

    Ok, gonna go try and work.

Comments (3)

  • There's nothing wrong with Cher's music! Her greatest hits is one of my favs.

    I will be thinking of you on Friday. Eek! Hope it's something minor. Hugs!

  • Jeez, you'd think your father would know better than to identify the guy he didn't want you to see.

    Good luck with the surgery. If I were the one getting it, I don't think I'd be calling it minor.

  • Maybe you should take some of that sinus stuff as a a pre-op medication to reinforce the effects of the local anesthetic, I bet you'll be floating through the procedure. But seriously, I really hope all goes well.

    Btw, I find Cher a welcome change from the primeval noise that come from jr.'s room, and which he claims is music. Call me retro, but I'd rather hear (and see) Cher than any of today's Britneys, Jessicas or Hillaries. X-tina is ok-ish, and you can wake me up for Anastacia. Anouk (http://www.anouk.nl, with some nice video clips), a former co-worker of mine from the appelate court, is trying to make it in the US with a rock repertoire, and has a few songs that I really like.

    Enjoy your trashy books, they're the best! -Wil

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