it was a bit of a long day

after last night's excruciatingly tasty dinner (full details later for my elizabuffy as soon as I can muster the energy).

I couldn't/didn't want to go to bed right away.  Instead I updated my goofy little buffy graphic website with all my entries from summer_of_giles, I read comfort fic, and I tried to outlast the grandpa and the father-in-law in staying away past our bedtimes.  Didn't really manage to do anything but make myself more tired today I think.

And that made it a bit hard to deal with the rush rush rush attitude of the employer.  Not that she wanted to rush me, really.  Just that she had to leave, and that kind of frantic energy is a bit infectious, and not in the pleasant way.  Then I ran home, to munch on sandwiches and say goodbye with big hugs and no tears but massively fond farewells to our houseguests.

But then I got the call.  ( One of those calls that makes you feel helpless and hopeless )

So on a night when I didn't really feel like making outside contact with the world, when I looked at the phone with a slight burn in the line and a bit of a wish it wasn't an electronic leash, I was unwillingly drawn into a bit of drama.  Now all I want to do is ignore it all. At least tomorrow I can do exactly that!