August 06, 2000
Quiet Sunday Night
Ah... another late night weekend entry, after another good weekend day. While I seriously considered going out and doing some things on the town tonight (options included a concert and several movies), I elected to stay in, order a great dinner, and do some writing. As far as the great dinner goes, I found out that one my most favorite restaurants from further into town opened a new location about a half a mile from here, and they deliver. Gods I may be in trouble...
As far as the writing goes, I'm getting a little more active in MUSHing again. While I hadn't exactly vanished from the scene, I wasn't playing very much at all, spending more time just hanging around. So I was working on a few ideas that are developing along those lines. Everyone else may be in trouble there. Heh.
I learned today another good reason to keep my doors locked all the time. At some point in the afternoon, I heard someone turning the doorknob to my apartment. I wasn't terribly concerned, as I figured it was just someone with the wrong apartment. However, as the got more persistent, I got up to go see who it was. Then whoever it was knocked. I peeked out through the peephole and spotted a kid, about ten years old maybe. I cracked the door and saw his eyes get huge in his face when he saw me. I grinned and said, "I think maybe you've got the wrong apartment." He nodded and took off. As best as I can figure, since all the hallways look pretty much the same, he picked the wrong one and found me.
Still, the look on his face when he walked into the wrong apartment might have been amusing, if it wouldn't have scared the shit out of me.
There was a thunderstorm around nine, and I sat and watched the lightning through my windows. The thunder was the only sound in my apartment, aside from the faint whisper of the rain. I'm learning to appreciate silence like that, and to occasionally crave it.
Posted by Lisa at August 6, 2000 11:22 PM
