Today I took our friends into downtown on the train and we went to Powell's and Hot Lips Pizza.  We had hopes of hitting Voodoo Doughnut, but by the time we finished eating we were tired and sore from walking and really just wanted to come home and take naps.

Of course, because of our home's newfound "sure you can stay here" status (am not bitter. much), I'm behind in my work, so no naps were had by me.  Instead I've been working on writing stuff while our friends play Grand Theft Auto and Guitar Hero.

I like our friends.  I am glad that we are able to help out the one friend in his time of need.

But.

I am so tired of listening to the discovery channel and video game noise that I want to curl up in a little ball, smash earplugs into my ears and stay there until everyone goes home.  I am glad that my Mom is also a fan of the quiet so I know that her visit will be low key.  We'll have fun but it won't be television set at top volume fun.

I never thought I could learn to appreciate the quiet and now it's all I effing want.  Seriously.