I am still in a semi-grumpy mood, but the task completion thing about checking on the newsletters couldn't be resisted. I also had an email from a friend, P, who asked me to have Q, his on-again, off-again partner, give P a call. Q sometimes hangs out at one of the bars, so I thought I might be able to kill 2 birds with one stone. Also, the grandmother of friend S had passed on this week. I hadn't gotten a chance to go to the viewing, but I wanted to offer condolences.
I went to Trance first. The supply of newsletters was okay. As I was walking out of the pool room, a young woman playing pool brightly said "Hi! I'm {unintelligible}! I just turned 21!"
I am feeling grumpy. I have my coat, hat, scarf and gloves on. I was walking out of the room when she said this. My first thought was "What about the way that I am dressed, moving and positioned says that I am looking to chat?" I just said, "That's nice. Gotta go!" and walked out.
I went over to the Zone. It is pretty busy, and I notice that they are low on newsletters, so I get some more. This sort of justifies the trip. I go looking for Q to relay the message from P. No luck, but I do bump into S, with his mother in tow. I offer my condolences to S for the loss of his grandma (who is also the mother of S's mother, so I offer her condolences as well.)
I figure that I will maybe see Q another day, so I head home. I am going down Peach Street, when I drive by someone walking. I stop at a red light and notice that the person walking down the street is indeed Q. I roll down the window, and say that P wanted him to call. Q was thinking of calling anyway, as it is close to P's birthday. Q is doing okay, and asks how I am. I say that I am basically okay, but in a definitely grouchy "Everybody get the FUCK away from me!" sort of mood. Q sort of chuckles. The light turns green, and I move on. Home now, with the pets clustered around me. It's nice.
Hi sweetie darling-hope you are feeling less grumpy this morning. Hope you are up to coming out to Cindy's today. If not, well, I totally understand because I get that way sometimes myself. (hugs)
Paula