jonesenstein

Jonesenstein
2001-07-15 22:27:57 (UTC)

3-27-00

Monday, March 27, 2000
Well, it’s been over a week since I last talked to
you, and I bet you’re wondering how Lindsay and I are doing
(I’m kinda wondering if you’ve found anyone yet), so I
guess I’ll tell you before I have to go and study me ass
off.
Great. I think that’s the best way to sum up our
relationship. Right now she is taking a walk with one of
her ex’s and I totally trust her. I’m not sure if this is
totally different than Krista and I (although, come to
think of it, I really shouldn’t be comparing, should I?) or
if it’s exactly the same and I don’t remember it or if it’s
some combination.
All I know is that I am trying not to think about
her all the time like I did with the Frizzy-Haired Bitch.
I never got anything done and I always worried about not
getting anything done. Now I’m just doing my best to
juggle everything. Hopefully it’ll work out.
Matter of fact, I slept with her on Friday
(although not in the way you think; the way that I talked
about before. It was so nice. I was so comfortable, not
like Krista, I was actually rested when I woke up, instead
of exhausted by trying to keep her constantly happy) and
was so happy when I woke up to see her angelic face resting
so serenely…
But, like I said, I’m trying not to think about
her. I actually drove all the way to Eaton Rapids the
other day just to surprise her. I am one big chode. I
want to see her all the time, but I know that if I do it’s
just gonna end up bad. Although I am completely
comfortable not talking to her when she’s in the room. I
never was like that with Dummy. I was always rushed to say
something, do something that would get a reaction out of
her: anything, good or bad.
I gotta stop comparing and contrasting. It’s gonna
end up bad if I do that.
She asked me to go to a wedding (next weekend) so I
guess that’s a good sign. I want her to come home with me
and meet everyone, but I don’t think that’s gonna be
happening any time soon. It’s getting toward the end of
the semester, which means it’s getting time to do some work.
Speaking of which, I have to go study for math.
Tell me what’s been going on with you.