I am all alone

[superbadgirl]

I am the only employee here on the top two floors of the mansion. There are three downstairs, and that's it. P came in this morning, but the first words out of her mouth to me were "I don't feel well." I flat out asked her why the heck she even came in. She left at 10:45. I still don't know why she came in. Seriously, if I feel lousy enough I know I'll never make a full day, I don't even try. It simply doesn't make sense. Even if I can get a few things done, if I feel like crap I don't do them well.

Anyway, I would have departed hours ago if I didn't have to wait for the NYC crowd to get back from Spokane so we can go grab dinner. Am trying to find the most expensive place for them to take me, because I've lost a whole free afternoon due to this schmoozing. Passive-aggressive dining. Hee hee.

All I've had for sustenance today is a cup of mocha/cocoa, a Minute Maid light lemonade and a Tootsie pop.

I don't work well on no food, plus I haven't slept well. I keep waking up at 4:24 AM and toss and turn for another two hours after that, dreaming of typically strange things. This morning, my morning dreams saw me trying to brush my teeth, which were made of broccoli. No matter how I scrubbed at them, I could not make the broccoli go away. There was also cheese sauce involved. Ick.

Due to short temper and an uncooperative mail merge I needed D's help with, I narrowly avoided a knock-down, drag-out fight with him. D is nice to an extent, but has lots of quirks that set me off on a good day (burping, gasping, hiccupping, leaning on the back of my chair while peering over my shoulder, scratching his head over my drinking glass...), so you can imagine how quickly I turned snarly on him. Heh.

In case you could not tell, I am killing time. It's far too early for dinner anyway, though they are on east coast time so they might be starving. Sadly, I still don't know where to take them! I'm SO not a dining-out person. Two things to never ask me: how to get somewhere and where to eat.

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[aizjanika.livejournal.com]

Where did you end up going for dinner? I hope it was worth the wait. *g*

I think I might be a little creeped out to be all alone in a place like that. I am not usually afraid in my own home, but if I'm here alone for a long time, sometimes I start hearing noises. Usually it's the cat. He's even scared toolman before, because he sounds like a person coming down the stairs, and when you know you're home alone, that can be disconcerting. *g*

And D would drive me crazy, too.

[superbadgirl]

The plan was to walk around downtown a bit. We stumbled across a place that someone had recommended to a NYC person, and by that time I think we were all starving so we went in. It was tasty (I know you're not a meat eater - I had the king salmon and it was very, very good), but I'm not a person who thinks it's reasonable to pay $30 for a plate of food that looks and tastes great but doesn't fill you up. ;)

Back at the mansion, I ended up turning on my mp3 player, because the place settles at night and those sounds are disconcerting when you're alone. Probably not a good idea. Any old ghost could have sneaked up right behind me... Hee.

[el1ie.livejournal.com]

I hope you found somewhere - literally...and chocolate was involved...and it seems there is a lot to be said for being on your own up there if those bozos are the alternate company...

[superbadgirl]

Alas, no chocolate. I had hoped the market would still be open when we finished - there's a shop that has the BEST chocolate chip cookies ever. I knew it closed early, but not as early as it actually does. :(

But the salmon was tasty indeed.