I'm thinking maybe the Caps and I need a little time apart. Although they managed to dig out the win against the Rangers on Monday, they weren't quite so lucky against the Islanders tonight. Leslie gave me a call at about 4 this afternoon to see if I wanted to go play, so I said what the heck.
While at the game, this guy came down to talk to Leslie. She tried to introduce me to him twice and he just kind of talked over her so she gave up. I'll grant that I was looking my most suave, wearing my fave red cropped pants, my black slides and an oversized, grey long-sleeved tee shirt (over my white tee shirt that I'd managed to dribble all over the front of at some point) - stylin' & profilin' as usual. I spent the better part of the 2nd period watching the game and text messaging Thea.
I HATE being invisible. I'm perfectly aware of the fact that I don't do much to make myself the center of attention, or even attention-worthy, but I hate being dismissed out of hand like that. There's really no easy way to recover from being put in that position. If you butt in to a conversation, you end up looking either socially awkward or desperate for attention. Whereas I am obviously both, I prefer to keep that my dirty little secret as much as possible.
*sigh* Okay, I'm over it. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
I somehow rated an invite to go play at Eric's tomorrow night - just a low grade happy hour. I haven't figured out who I'm finagling a ride out of. Maybe P-phil.
Let's see, to-do list for this weekend:
Friday: work for a couple of hours, Knit Happens, store (pumpkin bar fixins), laundry, call Pam, make hair appt
Saturday: bake pumpkin bar thingies, game, laundry, pay bills, game
Sunday: early football at Bailey's with May, sleeeeeeeeeeeeep.
If I'm lucky, I'll manage to accomplish 3 things on that there list.