I took a nap today. An actual real life out for an hour (or three?) nap. WTF? I never nap. I hate napping. In fact, people that do nap normally annoy me. There will be plenty of time for sleep when we are dead!
But today it was me. We got back from dropping off Richard’s car, had breakfast (that is the new deal for getting up early to drive each other to appointments), met *Eric* the window guy, and then I went to the couch and went to sleep. You see, I haven’t had much ‘sleeping in’ time. In fact, I have been up early for the last 3 or four days off that I had. So my excuse for the weakness that caused me to nap is all the waking up early. Especially since I had not really gone to bed earlier. I try to go to bed, but normally can’t sleep for a bit, so I will read, or listen to podcasts, or play with my phone. You know, till sleep comes to me. Right. So I napped. The weird thing is that sleeping in the middle of the day has put me in this time warp. I have lost time people! It was almost a panicky feeling at first. I hate it.
Weekend recap! I had a blast every day… Listen as I attempt to recount the fun. Meeting with some local Twitterers included:
@gooster
@tenthmuse
@mikeynerd
@slickdome (not quite local)
@richardallen
@wesstone
@danielphillip (me!)
A few photos on Flickr, as well as here on the blog. Cause I blogged the whole thing too. Heh. Friend me, follow me…
UPDATE: It’ll be 11 years for me and Richard. Not 12. Feels like 12 tho.
Urban Mo’s was a blast last night. This photo was one of only three that I took, but it has Trixie and I love her. I always end up wishing I brought the actual camera! But then who wants to be that guy chasing people with a camera all night when you’ve only just met? Right? So a few iPhone photos are all I got.
So anyhoo, @gooster, @wesstone, @slickdome, @richardallen, @jeffred, @tenthmuse, @mikeynerd, and me @danielphillip were in attendance. And Mo’s was packed. Packed, I tell you! I was poked, prodded, and groped in places not normally groped.. Hellooo! The heat was pretty intense too. All that aside I think a crowd is a good venue to meet new people tho, in case you don’t hit it off and you want to slip away… It could happen! What a great time tho! We all seemed to play nicely together, although it did get a bit wild towards the end. I danced I twirled and posed like a freak to Miley IN PUBLIC! OMG. LOL. And one of my “Apple martinis” was basically a glass of vodka. Cuh-ra-zy! Nothing like booze to make meeting new people less stressful… Kidding! Kinda.
Most importantly I think we made a few new friends, and that was the whole point, right?
Okay, so just in from the big night out at Mo’s. Totally a blast. My Twitter peeps rock!
I can safely say this because I have met 1/16th of them in person. Okay, maybe not that many… But still, between tonight and the #sdtweetups I have been to I can say that Twitter is my friend yo. More, plus a photo or two tomorrow. Must sleep now.
As a wise woman once said, “Tweet me, twitter me, add me, friend me, follow me, stalk me, love me! Twitter!!”
You know it’s been one hell of a day when Daniel has nothing to blog about. Heh. I will say that the 6 AM till four is a bitch tho. An absolute bitch. I have another one tomorrow. Must sleep. Night.
I am too tired for show notes. I think I pontificate (did I use that right?) about some stuff, and mentioned other junk. Oh, and Britney. I think that’s it.
Did I tell you that it was our 10 year anniversary? That’s right. Richard and I. Ten years. Together. You know what that is? Upkeep. Painting each others asses. Forever. Heheh. But really. Ten years ago on July 4th I went to Richard’s place for the day, and an evening of fireworks, a movie, and Chinese takeout. There were definitely fireworks! I never actually left after that. So that’s when we celebrate the anniversary. Aw!
But I feel tragic. I figured our super expensive vacation was our ‘gift’ to each other. I mean, it makes sense, right? The Ten Year Travel Excursion? But no. The morning of the fourth there was a card. A Hallmark, so I know he really cares… He filled it out beautifully too. I was touched! And embarrassed. I got no card for him. With all my assuming. Gah. Later that day there was a random box on the desk. I just figured it was the box to some clock he got from GQ for subscribing last month. I wondered why it was there all of a sudden, and moved it aside as I went about my internetting. He walked by and asked why I moved it, and told me to open it. It was a GIFT! He got GIFTS!! I reluctantly opened it. You see, I was all busy assuming. I bought him nothing. This was bad. Turned out it wasn’t a clock box, but a watch. A new watch for me! It’s beautiful!
But the guilt…
We spent the evening with our annual tradition. We had Chinese takeout and watched the movie we watched ten years ago, Death Becomes Her. Then there were fireworks.
Keeping up with two blogs on a daily basis is a tough chore, let me tell you!
It’s Shel again from orangelounge.ca, keeping things going around here at dp.com. I had spent some time earlier doing important research to keep things on topic, but I am currently on Rikz’s (the manfriend’s) computer, and therefore I cannot post anything whatsoever on Paris Hilton.
However, I can fill you in on an important tidbit: I went back to the gym tonight! After two months of not going and gaining back ALL the weight I lost. Boo :( However, I expected to have a pair of burning lungs after 20 minutes of cardio, but I was only a bit out of breath. And really sweaty.
Rikz enjoyed that part a lot. :D But I’ll stop before I get too TMI for you.
Anyways, dear dp.com readers, I hope I can keep you sufficiently entertained in Daniel’s absence. I miss him already!
This is Shel from orangelounge.ca testing the emergency DP.com broadcast system. Except it’s not really an emergency broadcast system. It’s more of a… DP is on a vacation system.
So your illustrious host here is headed off into the sunset, the land of old people, pastels and parks of the amusement variety, and it’s been left to me to keep you entertained in his absence. I’ve been given a list of non-DP.com sanctioned topics, which will make things rather challenging for me, but granted, if you wanted to read what I’d normally rant about, you’d go to orangelounge.ca, right?
UPDATE: It’ll be 11 years for me and 
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