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Pathetic Saturday Night

Yeah, so instead of sticking around my parents house for yet another evening, I decided to go home instead, to an empty house. On a Saturday night. So yes, pathetic. I just couldn't bring myself to spend another at my parents. I was there all last weekend, and the week before that, and the weekend before that. The 20 or so hours I spent there this weekend were more than enough. Plus, I'm exhausted and just want to sleep in my own bed. The rundown of the day goes like this.

Keyser, that lovable pain in the ass woke me up at like 5:30 in the morning needing to pee. Like the schmuck I am, I left for my parents Friday night without packing anything to sleep in, so I was left with either sleeping in my cargo shorts, or my boxer briefs (too much info, I'm sure, but oh well, what can you do. I recently made the switch to them away from the tighty whiteys and I'm loving it!). So I went with the underwear. So of course I woke up and completely forgot to throw my shorts on before walking him. Thankfully I think the people that live across the street from my parents are away, and it was still dark. So, since I was up, I decided to get a jump start on my day.

That jump start consisting of going to a local lab at 6:20 in the morning to get some blood drawn for a whole slew of blood tests, like four vials of the stuff. Is there something wrong with me that would warrant all this? Not that I know of. I feel fine, never better. But Shari and I were talking about the weight loss and how I'm doing it and what a nutritionist friend of hers said about it all and it got me a little paranoid. So I told my mom to fill me out a form to run the gamut of blood tests to see if everything is functioning right in my body. I'm talking cholesterol, liver function, a comprehensive metabolic panel, CBC (whatever that is, I think its for anemia) and a bunch of other things. I should have the results on Monday. Can't wait!

Then it was back to my parents house to exercise on that crappy bike, drink my breakfast shake, shower, get dressed and go run to Home Depot to buy some light bulbs for my dad. Their porch light always seems to need changing and since I'm the tallest in the family and can change it without the need for a step stool, I always have the fun job of doing it. Its not helped by the fact that the fixture seemed to house 4 dead bee carcasses in it. Always a fun thing. Wow, just reading all this back, and I am convinced that I really am pathetic. No wonder I'm single!

Anyway, after that it was onto my guitar lesson. The first one I've had in like three weeks. My teacher had to do some rearranging of things, including moving to a new apartment and moving his business out of the basement he was in and to the local music shop where he's giving lessons three days a week. Unfortunately those days are weekdays and the shop is in my parents town, so getting there one night during the week would be a pain, so he said I could take my lessons out of his place, which was very cool of him. Now we have more time and don't have to feel so rushed, or so bad about half the time we spend BSing about everything. Went over how to play Jeff Buckley's version of "Hallelujah," which is cool because I'm a huge Jeff Buckley fan. If you're reading this and going, Jeff who? Do yourself a favor and go out right now and buy his CD called "Grace." If you hate it, contact me, I'll send you the $10 you spent on it, thats how much I stand by it. You've probably heard his rendition of the song if you watch House, The West Wing, The OC or any other TV show that has used it to no end at the end of an episode.

After the lesson it was the usual Saturday lunch ritual of burrito and Italian ice. Then a nice long nap after my early start. Then I packed up my car, came home and here I am. Doing nothing but catching up on my TV for the week. Fun. I'm really curious to see how I'll pass the day tomorrow!

Oh, and for the record, the new guitar, its in the closet of my old room at my parents house. It was rough, but I left it. So ha, I have self control!


Comments

wow, i was just looking something up nd i came across your blogs, i never thought it was pathetic...why do you?