how sad…

the most exciting part of my weekend was winning two dollars on a scratch ticket.
had pizza and cards at meghan’s friday until she was stricken with a strange pain in her upper torso. i’m fairly sure it was a gall bladder incident, but it still scared us all. i was giving mark sage medical advice before i left and he said “what, are you a doctor?” i told him “no, but my mother and both my aunts are nurses.” he looked relieved. that amused me.
saturday was housework day. the sad thing is, most of it wouldn’t have gotten done if jason hadn’t been coming over. he did. we watched hockey and bad television, went out to fetch mcdonald’s for dinner, and played a game of chess. i am so very bad at chess.
i was fully planning to kick jason out at eight so i could go play more cards with meg, et al, but when she phoned and i told her he was there, she got a little weird and told me to stay home and play chess with him. i’m nothing if not obediant, so i did. he left around eleven or so.
i didn’t get dressed yesterday or go any further out of my apartment than the balcony so i could smoke. i barely managed to cook a pot of rice so i could have lunch today and do the subsequent dishes. i did get around to picking up my weights before i went to bed, though. two days late, but better than letting it slide again.
so, i’m at work and grumpy. there’s a crick in my neck which prevents me from turning my head to the left. that’s fine, it’s a good excuse not to look at anyone. scary anna is off work this week, so i’m spared her presence. i like that.