Can't seem to get to sleep tonight. Took my melatonin and everything. My brain is overloaded with random things it keeps making me think of, plus I just have this nagging feeling that something is wrong with someone I know.

I hope this isn't the case and it's just something I ate or maybe just me processing the stress of the week at work ahead of time.

Oh yeah, and my handsome cat has taken up residence between my head/pillow and the wall....well, more on my pillow than not.  Plus he's purring and flexing his paws (which happen to land on my face more than a few times through the course of the night).  It's also kind of warm in the apartment, so I have fans running, but a handsome, furry cat tends to negate any fan that you have directed at you.

It's going to be a really long night.

**UPDATE**

It WAS a really long night.  I think I got about an hour and a half's worth of sleep.... in 10-minute increments.  My cat is kind of spoiled ("Duh!" says everyone who knows me) and every time I turned or moved, he let me know he was unhappy about it.  He would yell at me, jump off the bed and leave the room, only to return a little while later, yell at me once again (so loudly that I thought his food or water dish was empty, so I went out to check), then he would jump up on the bed and lay down in the place that he'd vacated earlier, which is weird because I repositioned myself and the pillow every time to get rid of the space he made, but he would just burrow in and make it work.

I checked with most of my friends this morning and everything seems to be normal with them.  Haven't heard anything from my folks, so I'm guessing things are fine there as well.  I'll call them on Sunday (as I usually do on Easter) to make sure.  That reminds me, I need to buy and send them an Easter card.  I used to love Easter (all that candy and ham!)..... now, not so much.

This week and next week are the two most stressful weeks of the quarter for our office, so I'm hoping it was just my brain dealing with that.  I've had my parts done for weeks, but I can't control other people!  Even though it adds to the stress because I've lost a day, I'm glad it's a short week at the office.  A day off sounds really nice.

Happy Birthday CBLMW, I hope this next year is your happiest year yet and it brings anything and everything you could ever want.

I don't usually see a lot of people when I get to the office, apart from the really nice parking garage attendants.  If I do see someone getting out of their car, I will try to give them a head start to the elevators before I get out of my car.  I just don't want to engage in awkward "stranger chat" while waiting for an elevator. 

I have to laugh though, this morning I happened to get to the elevator bank at the same time as some older guy who came from the other side of the parking garage.  He gave me the funniest look!  I felt like saying "I know I look weird. Trust me, once I get to the office and do my thing, I look presentable.  DON'T JUDGE ME MAN!".

Instead, I just stayed quiet and held the doors open for him.

Speaking of encountering people in the elevators at the office - I mentioned when I started this job that I work in a pretty affluent area (Brentwood) and, unlike most of the people who work in my building, I'm not rich.  Well, since I started, a gym has opened-up.  Now I get see (and smell) really rich people before and after they work out!  I wouldn't mind if they were nice, but so far just about all of them have been rude.

This happened day before yesterday: It's the end of the day, I'm tired and I just want to get to my car and go home.  The achingly slow elevator stops at the gym level, the doors open and...nothing.  I hear people talking, but no one getting in.  The doors start to close and I see someone move towards the door.  Like a dumbass, I stick my arm out to keep the doors open (and get my arm smushed in the process) and this gaggle of about half a dozen sweaty people get in (they were shiny, it was gross).  They spread out inside the elevator and don't even think to say "Hey, thanks for holding the door, is your arm ok?".  Instead, I get dirty looks (because it's obvious I'm not on their level) and get moved into a corner and have to hold my bag at a weird angle so they can have more space than they need to talk and gesticulate while they ride the ONE FLOOR to the valet parking level (yup, they valet park their cars).  I was so relieved when they got out.  Too bad the elevator smelled so bad!  Side note - They just went to the gym, shouldn't they use the stairs?  It's only one floor and it would be faster!

The best part of the story is that I end-up behind one of them at the exit and this guy has decided that he doesn't want to drive in sweaty clothes, so he has to change his shirt before he gets in the car.  Not just a quick change either.  A looong drawn out process (while he's chatting to his companion).  There he is, peeling off his gross shirt (doesn't towel off the sweat that's still there), opening the back door to the car, rummaging around for a clean, dry shirt (takes a while), then he puts on a new shirt, has to adjust it so it looks good (what??), then has to put the dirty shirt in the car in just the right place (apparently), because he doesn't just toss it behind the driver's seat like most people would do if they had a line of cars behind them.  I almost started crying.  All I wanted to do was go home and I was stuck.

Like you guys care about any of this, LOL.

It may have been a wasted day, but what a pleasure it was to watch two of my favorite movies of all time....Godfather and Godfather Part II.

I can't help but think that I'm Fredo.

Exhausting couple of days. Went to my second (and final) Dame Edna show on Friday (it's the farewell tour...again). I was given tickets Earl purchased before he passed away.  I don't know if he bought them with the intent of going with me, but we spoke about it when we saw "We Will Rock You" last year, so I'd like to think that he got them for him and I to use and that, in some way, he would approve of Midge and I using the tickets.  Being Earl's tickets, they were amazing seats.  Much better than the seats for the other performance I went to a few weeks ago.

Tonight was the second to last monthly Thrilling Adventure Hour. It was the 10th anniversary show and very bittersweet. A fan, who happens to make puppets professionally, made spectacular character puppets for all the main cast. Sparks, Croach, Red Plains Rider, Amelia Erhart, Dorothy Parker (as the Thing), Ginny, Colonel Tick Tock, Philip Fathom, Bar Keep (not presented as Josh Malina wasn't there), Frank and Sadie Doyle, everyone! I don't think I missed anyone, if I did, I'm sorry.

I had a good time at both, but I'm still on the sad side of things.

We set clocks back tonight. It will be nice to get home from work while the sun is still shining.

Okay, so I went to Cost Plus this morning when they opened (9am, if you're wondering) to pick-up a scone mix I like.  I was going to walk, but really, why?  It's not far, but I decided I wasn't in the mood to walk down 3rd with all the super-fit joggers / runners passing me by.

As I drove over, I kept reminding myself what I was going there to buy. Scone mix. Scone mix. Scone mix. (I have a shitty memory and I am easily distracted.)

So, how is it that I went in there for something that costs about $4 a package  and I walked out having spent $60? Damn you Cost Plus for making me buy stuff!!!!

Also, damn you Woodfire Grill (or Ranch or whatever) next to the Grove for smelling sooooo good as I walked to / from my car.  I can't tell you how good it smells over there.

Updated at the bottom.

Trying to decide if EC's is in the cards for tomorrow (Friday).  I've been so tired by the time I get home, I'm not sure it's do-able.

I dunno.
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Update: I don't think I'm going to go to EC's tomorrow night (Friday 2/27) after work.  I haven't heard back from my friends yet, but I just got an email that my ex-boyfriend has business a few doors down the street tomorrow afternoon/evening.  I guess I'll just have to make up an excuse to beg off.

You may be asking why I would change my plans.. well I still have a lot respect for the guy.  Pure and simple.  (Who knew?!!??)  It's a rare distinction he shares with only one other man I've dated either before or since I dated him.  I doubt I am conveying this in a coherent fashion, but he really is an amazing, talented and good person.  The last thing I want to do is make things awkward or uncomfortable for him, so it's probably best if I just gave EC's a miss tonight, on the off-chance we would happen to cross paths.  This isn't about me it's about being respectful of him and his work.  Plus, I'm pretty sure that he would rather not ever see my ugly mug ever again, LOL.

Besides, EC's was where we had our first dinner date, it holds really good memories of that night for me  (it was a truly amazing date) and I don't want to ruin that. It was around this time of year too....
 

BAH! I shouldn't have had that glass of wine with dinner.  It's made me all nice and stuff.

I can go to EC's another night.

I hope he has a good time on my side of town. :-)