How I Spent My Summer Vacation

[judecorp]

by Jude

Yesterday I crashed and burned at 11pm. I had gotten up at 4am (on 2 hours sleep) to get to the airport and all that. So after dinner and black and tans (mmm) with Laurie and Donna, I declined their offer to go to the club. I could hardly stand at 10, I was falling asleep on my feet. I never would have made it until 2. As it was, I only made it to 11. I felt like my grandfather - I was sitting in front of the television with my grandmother falling asleep.

I was going to read a little before I went to sleep, because I want to read all the books I said I would on my break, but I got too sleepy. I read 10 pages of Stardust. Which reminds me - on the plane, I finally finished American Gods. What a beautiful story, and from Neil, I would expect nothing else. So last night I picked up Stardust and looked at the autograph and little doodle that Kristofer got for me and just smiled and smiled.

I only lied awake and thought for about 20 minutes last night, which is a new record for me (except when I was depressed in Maine). I was too tired, even though there were things I wanted to think about - most importantly, this awkwardness that currently exists between my two closest friends. Who live near each other. Who should, in a perfect world, get along great because they are both amazing people who seem to have quite a bit in common - except for the way they deal with people. Phooey. I just want them to get along /so/ badly. It's probably pathetic. But I do. I'm a Libra, dammit!

Today, my daddy has decided that he wants to teach me to drive a manual transmission car. I did it once. When I was 16. Know this, dear readers - my dad is not a good teacher. He gets irritated. He gets angry. He gave me panic attacks when I had my learner's permit (and then I just had mom teach me). We shout at each other. Oh, this will be fun. But tonight, we're going to the drive-in. YAY! I love the drive-in. And the two movies I wanted to see (The Others and Jay & Silent Bob) are playing back to back. Fate smiled on me.

My stomach is still revolting. I thought it was because I was tired, or because what I ate for dinner last night didn't agree with me, but no. It's morning, and I ate good tummy-settling things for breakfast (toast and a peach) and I'm still feeling owwie in the tummy. Yuck. I probably picked up more germs from the kids at work or something.

I added friends: binkiegirl and dietbubba. Hooray! One lives here, and one is moving here very soon. I haven't seen 'bink since shoot, 1996? Who knows?

Time to shower and go for a walk before Hell, I mean Dad's Driving School.

Comments

[ralphmelton.livejournal.com]

Oooh, memories. My Dad ended up hiring a driving instructor for me because he'd get frustrated and I was so scared of driving I wanted to go about 20 mph usually. And when he'd get frustrated and yell, I'd panic too.

Now I have to remind myself that 65 is the speed limit, and 85 could be big trouble if I get caught. Doing in-home social work really made me a good driver, 'cause I spent half my time in the car driving to see someone or taking a kid somewhere. (I didn't speed with kids in the car)

Hope you feel better. The first year of working with kids is the worst -- you do catch everything they have. After a while, you build up some immunity.

[judecorp.livejournal.com]

I love to drive. But I don't drive fast. And I'm glad dad never taught me to drive. :)

And I'm kinda glad he changed his mind today, too. Hee. Stress free afternoon.

[ralphmelton.livejournal.com]

BTW, this was Lori's comment, not mine.

[judecorp.livejournal.com]

I figured. :) I didn't think you became a social worker when I wasn't looking. :)