i can feel the rain

i was up way into the night trying to finish my presentation that is due tonight. i got all my research done the beginning of last week and have been carrying it around on a jump drive. wasn't until last night that i finally plugged that damn thing into the computer and quickly remembered that i have a paper due tonight.

upper extremity/neck deep vein thrombosis.

what a fucking joy, i tell ya.

i broke down and did it as a p0werp0int presentation rather than a "get up in front of the class and read 11 pages of limited research on something that no one in class cares about too much" oral report.
it's 26 slides and i feel like it's too much.

but i do have 7 slides of images.

that helps.

the house has been amazingly calm since being home from the beach.

i told my husband i didn't want him to go to the show next week - that i had invited all girls* and he would be left out in the rain, so to speak.

he told me he wasn't mad but that he was hurt.

but he misunderstood me. when i suggested that he not go, i had not sold his ticket out from under him. he thought i already got rid of the ticket and then told him he wasn't going.

i guess that was the redeeming point of the whole story.

that and the fact that i got him tickets to this show AND arranged for my stepdad's limo to shuffle him and three friends to and from the show.

i'm such a sucker.
anything to keep the peace.


*my one friend from class and a friend of hers, my friend on the other side of the bay (she is coming with one of her friends), and J.
i did sell the remaining ticket to the one guy in my class. my one friend from class opted to be responsible for him since he just wants to go "hear some music and get drunk".

two girls i've slept with.
two girls i wouldn't dream of sleeping with.
and a guy that i think tries soooo hard to be straight just to cover the fact that he's really gay.