Saturday, May 19, 2007


This sucks! I moved out of Smalltownland in order to get my life back. No sooner do I move here, I fucking tore a fucking muscle, resulting in my basically having to spend every fucking night at home for fucking weeks. My leg’s still not better, but this past week, I have been walking well enough that I made tons of plans. With the exception of a very fun Grey’s evening with Carissa and another new friend, every single fucking plan fell through. Here’s my week:

Casual date with McI Tuesday—Cancelled on account of illness. Poor guy is still sick.
Dinner with friend—Double booked.
Drinks with another friend Friday night—Sister had her baby.
Saturday night/Sunday with out-of-town friend—Forgot she had made other plans.
Backup plan to go to art museum with sister today—Poor girl got a nasty allergy attack.

Result—Wind up in Casey’s last night chit-chatting with the middle-aged ladies and gently fending off the advance of a late-middle-aged guy and some other poor soul who couldn’t pronounce the title of the book I was reading while claiming to be really interested in the subject. I love Casey’s. It’s a great bar. Wonderfully close by, casual, comfortable, chock full of some of the most amazing characters. It’s a people watching extravaganza. They have good pizza, and they give you free popcorn. It’s a genuine townie bar—an endangered species these days. But it isn’t where I want to be on a Friday night.

Today I’ve done my best to amuse myself. I hung out at a cafĂ©, had a late breakfast in a fantastic diner, went to a used bookshop and a couple of vintage clothing stores, and read. I’ll probably wind up going to some foreign film tonight.

I’m OK with doing things by myself. I enjoy it a lot of the time. But right now I’m so fucking frustrated that I feel like collapsing into a puddle of tears.

Oh, did I mention that it’s freezing cold and raining and it has been since Wednesday?

Or that Carissa, my dear co-worker and fellow Grey's addict, is leaving me for the Promised Land of Seattle?



Maria said...

I am just impressed that you can actually eat in restaurants by yourself! I am so weird about that. I would have to bring a book or something...anything to not have to just sit there and eat and look around.

And, I have honestly NEVER gone to a bar alone. I mean, how wimpy can I get?

Sassy Sundry said...

If I couldn't do things by myself, I often wouldn't do anything other than drink myself stupid at home while watching Grey's on DVD.

There's nothing wrong with bringing a book. Honestly, I do think it's important to enjoy one's own company. I just would like to not have to enjoy my company so often.

I'll do the memes. I like them.

Robyn said...

GAH! indeed. Some days/weeks are just like that.

Sorry this all happened in a string.

Terroni said...

There was a lot of fucking in that post without any actual fucking, which I think may have been the problem with your whole fucking week.

Did that make any fucking sense?

Old Knudsen said...

Never fear Knudsen is here.

dive said...

Stop whingeing. That's my job.

Conan Drumm said...

Ok, not a good week, but it's over!

I did that to a calf muscle myself once, three years back. Not funny. Not even remotely amusing. Felt like I'd been hit with a hammer and then I couldn't stand up. I could not put any pressure on it for a year.

Flirty Something said...

Every time I am booked for every night things don't happen but a free week will magically fill up. Glad it's not just me.

Thanks for the Grey warnings, am reading your blog through my fingers.

zirelda said...

Bummer of a week. There's nothing like alone time unless that's not what you're after.

I wandered over here from Maria's. Nice place you've got here.

Sassy Sundry said...

Thanks, Robyn. It just wasn't what I needed. But the sun's out, and life will go on.

You said it, Terroni.

Thanks, Knudsen. I knew I could count on you.

Dive, I can whine with the best of them.

It sucks, doesn't it Conan. I don't think my injury is as serious as yours was. At least I hope not.

Zirelda, welcome! There will be other weeks. Glad you like my humble abode.

Rich said...

Sassy, you're falling apart since moving to the beautiful city. I hear Somerville is really nice this time of year - especially from a window at Casey's

Kav said...

They have good pizza, and they give you free popcorn.

Sounds like heaven. How could you not want to be there?!

Sassy Sundry said...

Rich, I know. It's just been a whole bunch of bad luck. Who knows?

Kav, I dig the place. Just not on Fridays. I didn't mention that the DJ played "My Sharona" or that I heard "Brandy (You're a Fine Girl)" twice this past weekend.

Rich said...

My two favorite songs... I must get to that place ASAP :))