update-y things
Aug. 6th, 2005 09:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
swingchickieben lee is a sweetums.
he opened for the ben folds/rufus wainwright concert last night... during ben folds' set, i headed to the ladies room, and he was walking along with a security guard... i got to talk to him for 2 seconds, and he was super-nice and looked like a 14-year-old. all i kept thinking was, "dude, you totally got dumped by claire danes."
went to the sox game wednesday, my first ever. totally fun, except for the 2 drunk girls directly behind us who screeched at the top of their lungs for the entire game. argh. fenway is so cool, though... now i'm addicted. must... get... more... sox... tix!
have to bring monkey back the vet AGAIN for fluids today. she stops eating a couple of days after the chemo 'cause it upsets her tummy. i'll be psyched next week, 'cause then the treatments get spaced 2 weeks apart instead of every week. that should give her a break. besides the not eating thing, she's doing great... the oncologist is really happy. yay! and the folks at the hospital were thrilled with the cookies i brought them last week... several people came up to me and thanked me. the oncologist said no-one ever brings them things or thanks them for the work they do, so it was a surprise to get the cookies. made me feel really good.
the bummer about monkey's appointment today is that i might miss D's big race. D's doing the "big man run" today -- there's actually a weight qualification (skinniest can't be under 190 pounds), and every mile or so of the 5 miles, you have to stop in a designated pub and wolf down a hotdog and chug a beer. horrifying, i know... and i can't wait to see it! hopefully i can get there in time. i really need a photo of D, sweaty and gross, stuffing down his 3rd hotdog. eek.
oh, and i had a dream last night that jon bon jovi called me to ask me out... i was on vacation with girlfriends, and was supposed to leave the group and drive to NJ to spend the day with him. WTF? i've never even had a crush on the dude in real life. hrm. *chuckle*
he opened for the ben folds/rufus wainwright concert last night... during ben folds' set, i headed to the ladies room, and he was walking along with a security guard... i got to talk to him for 2 seconds, and he was super-nice and looked like a 14-year-old. all i kept thinking was, "dude, you totally got dumped by claire danes."
went to the sox game wednesday, my first ever. totally fun, except for the 2 drunk girls directly behind us who screeched at the top of their lungs for the entire game. argh. fenway is so cool, though... now i'm addicted. must... get... more... sox... tix!
have to bring monkey back the vet AGAIN for fluids today. she stops eating a couple of days after the chemo 'cause it upsets her tummy. i'll be psyched next week, 'cause then the treatments get spaced 2 weeks apart instead of every week. that should give her a break. besides the not eating thing, she's doing great... the oncologist is really happy. yay! and the folks at the hospital were thrilled with the cookies i brought them last week... several people came up to me and thanked me. the oncologist said no-one ever brings them things or thanks them for the work they do, so it was a surprise to get the cookies. made me feel really good.
the bummer about monkey's appointment today is that i might miss D's big race. D's doing the "big man run" today -- there's actually a weight qualification (skinniest can't be under 190 pounds), and every mile or so of the 5 miles, you have to stop in a designated pub and wolf down a hotdog and chug a beer. horrifying, i know... and i can't wait to see it! hopefully i can get there in time. i really need a photo of D, sweaty and gross, stuffing down his 3rd hotdog. eek.
oh, and i had a dream last night that jon bon jovi called me to ask me out... i was on vacation with girlfriends, and was supposed to leave the group and drive to NJ to spend the day with him. WTF? i've never even had a crush on the dude in real life. hrm. *chuckle*
