Breathing Deeply, Walking Backwards, Finding Strength to Call and Ask Her

Just got home from the party.

Michelle, who is one of the people who went to Cancun, left the company a couple of weeks ago, and is now working with Jeff, my roomie in Cancun. The party this evening was for her.

I took all the booze with me to this one too. We were making pitchers of Miami Vices (half strawberry daiquari, half pina colada) and everyone had a nice time. Didn't run too late because the hosts (Lynn & Lee) have two small children in the house.

I only had a couple of drinks all night - I'm pooped.

I woke up this morning at 6 AM. I went to bed at midnight. No alarm involved.

I've been having sleeping problems all week. Tomorrow I need to drive for 4 hours to my parents' house in Maryland. I definately need to sleep tonight. Just watch and see that tonight is the night I just crash, and I'll wake up at noon tomorrow.

Spent the time this morning finally finishing working with everyone's photos from the Cancun trip, putting them up on my home web site - sorry, not advertising the link here. I'd rather not have my home server get hammered. If you want the link, ask me.

In other news, been thinking about S. all day. Our relationship appears to be at a very awkward point at the moment because of the dating game.

Her side: Does he like me? Is he interested?
His side: Does she like me? Is she interested?

You can't just ask people these things in normal society - it's not polite. Which leads to lots of stress and awkward situations. For example, I have no reason to know her home/cell number *unless* we were dating. We work in the same building, but we don't work together. Completely different branches of the company. This leads to the situation of where I can't call her just to talk, or to ask her out for dinner, or just to hang out, or whatever.

Can't wait until I'm back in the office on Tuesday, when I'll get to see and talk to her again. I'll try asking her out for dinner.

That's officially a date, right?