Anxious And Eager

Last night I went out to dinner with my dad. We went to one of our favorites: Tommy’s Thia. My dad called me this afternoon to let me know that he thought the conversation that we had was unique and fun and interesting. I agreed. We talked about about the wedding(s), chicago, our jobs and me going out to visit Jami this weekend. And some other stuff. It was funny he was being all fatherly. Sometimes he forgets I’m 30. Or maybe sometimes I forget I’m only 30.

I’ve got a bunch to do tonight. Mostly I got to do laundry and pack and clean up a little cause I hate coming back to a messy place. I also have my first kickball meeting tonight. Our first game is Friday. I hope we win. There is supposed to be a fastest pitcher (the kind that holds beer) drinking contest afterwards, it’s more important that we win that.

I’m kinda nervous about going to Asheville tomorrow. Or, I think it’s nervous. It’s also excited and thrilled and anxious and eager. And some other emotions I can’t put my finger on. I’ve never really done anything like this. It should be tons of fun. Actually, I can’t fucking wait.

I know your reading this. Look out Asheville, here I come.

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9 Comments

  1. Posted September 3, 2003 at 4:48 pm | Permalink

    How can your place get messy when you’re never there?

  2. Posted September 3, 2003 at 5:40 pm | Permalink

    I haven’t been to Tommy’s since they rebuilt. I take it the food’s as good as ever then? That place is the bomb!

  3. ginni
    Posted September 4, 2003 at 6:46 am | Permalink

    you do seem to travel more than the usual person.

  4. Posted September 4, 2003 at 6:57 am | Permalink

    you’ll have loads of fun. Asheville’s a blast, even when you don’t know what to expect.

  5. Posted September 4, 2003 at 11:49 am | Permalink

    Kickball team? We need a kickball league here. I’m jealous.

  6. Posted September 5, 2003 at 8:29 am | Permalink

    Kickball league?! That sounds so fun- Dallas should have something like that.

  7. Posted September 8, 2003 at 12:09 pm | Permalink

    Your father calls you to tell you what he thought of the conversation? Treasure that. I can’t even get my father to have a conversation, let alone sum up his thoughts on it later.

  8. Angel - Rose
    Posted September 9, 2003 at 12:24 pm | Permalink

    Hello Again ok that was embarrassing, I stuffed up in the earlier message from Paul coz I’m not Paul I’m his Lady and I wrote that on his behalf and stuffed it up in a BIG way then I tried to send a previous fix it up but muffed that too so I hope You get this one. pmsl @ me shit hey ok so I’m Angel – Rose talking to Hubs and I’m Paul’s Lady looking for possible relatives of his so all good hope to hear from u soon. xx Angel (Hubinski)

  9. Posted September 9, 2003 at 2:35 pm | Permalink

    Sorry Angel – Rose, I have no relations to any Hubinski’s. Thanks for reading though. I spent five months traveling through Australia, you have a beautiful country down there.

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