The devil is in the details

All that's new...(alt. title: yes I am a big complainer)

...is really not that new.
My "good" laptop is currently enjoying sunny San Diego at the Sony repair place. It only took until yesterday to get there what with all of the shipping snafus. Using my old laptop is painful. Really painful. It is really slow and difficult to work with. (For those of you who might be visiting here from OT...the computer slowness combined with what seems like some OT slowness lately is keeping me away. I'll try to be back soon.) In fact, I found myself extremely fortunate today when my boss moved our meeting from 1pm today to 9am tomorrow, since I wasn't sure that I would have been ready to meet by 1pm, since the computer was being too finicky to load things this morning. (Of course, since I have had this little delay, I have also lost motivation.)

I had a pretty good weekend and a pretty good beginning of the week, and then all of a sudden I had a somewhat obnoxious thought that made me enjoy the whole thing a lot less. (The next little section of stuff will be summarized at the end for those of you with short attention spans) Friday night I went out for dinner and drinks with a rather attractive single guy friend of mine. I'm not entirely sure what's going on there, particularly because he and I had fallen out of touch and then he started being rather motivated to hang out with me lots, and I have talked to him rather often lately. (And he's hot, which easily confuses my simple brain's interpretation of things.) I was pretty excited about that, and then Saturday I went out drinking with E., which was also fun. Sunday I spent a lot of time looking into/planning travel information for the multitude of weddings that I am attending/in this summer and also baking stuff for a party on Monday. Sunday night I hung out with my very good guy friend J. (actually, I hung out with or talked to him most of the nights involved in this story), when I found out, among other things, that he is having mega-roommate issues with his roommate, the aforementioned attractive guy. Monday I celebrated the successful thesis defense of a good friend in the lab (and organized her party) and helped to plan a baby shower for her, and Tuesday I went out to lunch with yet another good guy friend, L., and heard about his problems with girls.

To summarize: I spent the entire week either celebrating/preparing to celebrate the exciting things that are happening in other people's lives (while nothing exciting happened in mine) or dealing with other people's drama (while I had no drama of my own.) Even the one potentially exciting thing (the cute boy) can really be explained by other people's drama (I think he mostly wants to talk to me to use me as a pawn in his stupid roommate fight.) In fact, it was all drama in my guy friends' lives, when they are supposed to be the in-control ones while I am supposed to be dramatic, what with being the girl and all. Not to say that I don't LOVE my friends or that I begrudge them their happiness (because, really, I am super happy for all of them and I am glad that they want me to help or want to include me in their celebrating) but it was more than slightly obnoxious to realize that I had a relatively fun week (because I thought about a lot of things other than cytokines and cells and monkeys and vaccines) that was only fun because of my peripheral participation in other people's stuff.

Maybe this is just me being grumpy (because it all started yesterday, when I am relatively certain that I woke up on the wrong side of the bed), but that's what's been up. The rest of the week/weekend plans include a meeting tomorrow morning and other work stuff and going to New Hampshire on Saturday to go wedding dress shopping with the roommate. Oh, and possibly trying to contact the cute boy and/or go to the movies. Woohoo....aren't you jealous of all that I have going on? Please keep me up to date with all of your drama so that I have something to look forward to ;)
Oh, and I might edit this after lunch if I decide it is too whiny, so you'd better read it now...

posted by Immunegirl @ 12:44 PM