I had a splendid time last weekend at Sonar and Elektroschock. It was good to be “back”. Got to schmooze with and hug many, many fine people I’ve missed – too many to reliably recall right now. Not to mention a few new faces which I look forward to seeing again.
Also had a good time at darkpool‘s “just for the heck of it” party. Even played a little basketball. Luckily no one had the presence of mind to take incriminating photos.
Sunday afternoon I flipped out over constantly-changing plans and behaved rather irresponsibly. I took a sudden unplanned walk, leaving avivahg and our three guests to go to gunpowder falls without me. It was terribly rude, not to mention inconsiderate. I went to the park and lay on the grass and felt the wind in my hair and looked up at the sky and tried to regain some balance. I realized that despite all my attempts to deflect the blame, my aggravation stemmed entirely from within: I had simply been around people constantly for too long, and it was driving me nuts. Hence the posts about being antisocial.
After an upgrade last night my PC won’t boot. I don’t know why. It’s behaving like it can’t read from the main drive, but the drive comes up fine when I boot with a Knoppix LiveCD. Wierdness. Anyway, if you don’t hear much from me, and nothing at all from avivahg, that’s why.
Today ashanden flies back to Madison. I’ve enjoyed his visit; I hope we didn’t bore him too badly. We get one precious night of us-time tonight before the kids come home tomorrow night.
I feel bad because I haven’t gotten the kids anything nice as a coming-home present. I realize I don’t need to, but I wanted to. Maybe I’ll run by the store tonight.
And now I’m worried, because avivahg and ashanden left over an hour and a half ago for what should have been a 45-minute drive to my place of work (she’s picking up my car for the rest of the trip to the airport). I won’t be able to eat or concentrate until I hear from her and that nervous twist in my gut is relieved.
UPDATE: Turns out she stopped by while I was away from my desk. I wonder if she didn’t realize she could page me?