Hey. Long freaking day. Frantic work day to get everything done before we flew out, had to push back two flights to do it, got back to Denver and discovered I had left my parking ticket in a different bag. (I'm sort of living in two cities already, leaving lots of stuff in the apartment there, including the bag I brought with me last time.)
Spent nearly an hour in the parking garage. No biggie, but 10:30 and I'm just getting home. Was supposed to meet my ex to pick up my apt key--which I sent to him via my boss so he could water my plants last weekend. I was supposed to meet him at a bar, but he's there with a group that I'd just have to fake interest with for an hour or two, and I'm just not up for it. So I think I'm going to give up the long-awaited night out with him and settle in with Survivor. And blogging.
It's cold in here though. Balmy when I left two weeks ago, but it sleeted while I was away, I hear tell and my therostat reads 54. Maybe I should have turned the heat on. Bet my plants are mad at me, all 83 of them. The sage is dead. I don't know what I'm going to do with these kids. I loved growing my little cellblock of an apartment into my own little jungle, but the maintenance has really begun to drag me down. Once I stopped adding, it all started to get kind of dull. And now, travelling. I don't know. But they're my babies. But I'm not even going to water them tonight.
More soon. I've got SO much to say. I'll try to make up for two weeks in one weekend.
I'll be here all week though, through next weekend, and by then hopefully I'll have badgered those pathetic support people at Radio Userland to clear up why the remote access isn't working.
See you soon.