catching up

thursday night was the monthly dinner thing with the work crew. i think our waiter was new. he was so awkward and shy. he hit me every time he tried to pass things across the table, and at one point he dropped an entire tray of stuff. needless to say the entire area got awkwardly silent for at least a minute, which felt more like twenty, after he slammed down a stack of menus and bent to pick everything up. he was a really nice kid and i felt so bad for him, so i tipped him thirty percent to try and make him feel better. maybe this is his ploy and he does the whole "i'm a new waiter" bit to con suckers like me into feeling sorry for him and tipping him more than he deserves, in which case bravo to him.

yesterday was another IV treatment. the last week or so i've started feeling worse. i haven't felt this bad since right before my surgery last may. hopefully the medicine will start to kick in soon and i'll begin to feel better, but i'm starting to wonder if maybe something else is going on. i came home and plowed through four more episodes of firefly on the DVR, i'm at the point now where i think it was a better show than angel, but it's still no buffy. after that i laughed so, so hard at the office. without an episode of arrested development this week i was craving some insanely not quite right humor and the office definitely filled that void.

tonight was supposed to be a trip downtown with G to get all kinds of tipsy, but i've been feeling pretty out of it since yesterday so i had to bail. i decided to pick up a pizza, stay in, and try and finish up the last few firefly episodes i have saved. wild times indeed.