It’s gonna be another long ass day today. I was hoping for a lion, but Bear was awake way earlier than either of us expected, so we were up, dressed, drinking coffee and eating fried egg sammiches by 10am.! Ugh.! I just know I’ll be flaking by 4pm, but I have so much to do. Bear’s going to get some groceries for me to make the vegan pasties to take tonight, while he goes to his martial arts fitness class. Then I have to make dinner and get sorted ready to spend the night out. We’re being picked up at 9pm… the game doesn’t even start until half past midnight… which means I have to do the socialising thing… double Ugh.! 😦
Yeah, I know I know these guys, and they’re really nice guys who had no problem welcoming a woman into their hallowed collective, and the loud, talkative Cheesehead one won’t be there, so we’ll actually be able to watch the first half without listening to him talking bollocks all the way through, but it’s socialising and I’m crap at that. I’m not good at small talk. I just sit there listening and observing and smiling benignly when they tell rude jokes and then apologise to me for their language, like they don’t know I’m English and can out cuss them any day of the week.
They’re all a little in awe of me. I like sports, and drink beer from the bottle and they’ve heard how some years ago, Bear had to drag me off a drunken German guy whose head I was intent on ripping off with my bare hands… so I’m not like other women they know. 😀 I still haven’t made Hampton’s shirt. I was busy writing last night, whilst trying and failing, not to watch Ferris Bueller’s Day Off on TV. I really need to get my act together and go find some blue material. It’s not like it’ll take long. *sigh*
UPDATE: Finally ready to go… Hampton’s new shirt and the vegan pasties… all done. 🙂
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