Codesmith

Life, Or Something Like It
2005-01-12 14:09:03 (UTC)

Echo Conversation and Apology

It's 0112, Wednesday. 741am. The sky is beginning to grow
brighter, and the color is reminiscent of the times I'd
wake up at 530am ... to wake up. That plan never really
worked so well, now that I think about it. But getting
back to the weather, it's about 31 degrees Fahrenheit. -1
degrees Celsius. Oddly enough, we still have not gotten
any snow yet. We were suppose to get icy rain last night,
and I'm not sure if we did. I didn't hear anything.

I made a few minor grammatical and spelling corrections to
the last entry. Looking at the word icicles, I couldn't
remember if that was the right spelling or not. For a
moment, I thought to myself that the spelling couldn't
possibly be right. But, I guess it is. Weird.

I must be really tired though. I mean it's like ... 747am.
I haven't slept yet. It's quite hard to remember what
happened when. I mean, I know today is Wednesday, but
because I crossed midnight with my memories of Tuesday ...
things are a bit out of place, chronologically, for me.

Needless to say, I woke up around 800pm today. I mean,
yesterday. I wasn't planning to sleep that long, but my
body ... for whatever reason, was just exhausted. It was
just a nap, but ... it ended up being alot longer.

Lori and I were talking yesterday for abit, and then I
said I wanted to take a nap. She said I was becoming an
old man, for wanting to nap and everything, to which I
reminded her that Winston Churchill frequently took naps
during World War 2. He did it to keep his mind fresh while
he developed his plan to hold the German army at bay. Lori
wasn't impressed, needless to say.

Whereas Churchill's naps were like an hour or two long,
mine were like ... eight hours long. Which, I guess isn't
really a nap anymore. But, I've just been so tired lately.
My head sort of hurts too.

I was talking to Echo on Monday. It had been the first
time in a long while since we had last talked. During our
phone call we expressed a problem we had with each other.
We resolved it though, because we finally opened up how we
felt about certain things in our lives. It was ... nice. I
don't mean that in a bad way, I mean ... it's just in past
relationships I always see communication to be the major
obstacle. It seems that with me and Echo, it's something
of an obstacle but is slowly being hurdled. I've never
seen that happen before, actually. It makes me think that
Echo is really serious about us.

It's cute in a way. I'll have to explain it another time
though, since I'm bordering on exhaustion right now.

I was just talking with Rose, just now. Rose, being the
nickname given to a person who I know is quite in love
with Lord of the Rings. In particular, Hobbits. So, I
thought I would give her the name of Rose, since there is
only one Hobbit female I am aware of, namely Sam's pretty
wife.

I was just asking her to tell the Thespian that I'm sorry
for not showing up online yesterday. I didn't plan to be
unconscious for so long, and as such I missed the
opportunity to talk with her. The Thespian wrote me an
email later about it and I wrote back in response telling
her that I was quite sorry. I felt really bad that she
might have waited for me all that time, and me not showing
up.

I mean, that's one thing that sort of borders on being a
pet peeve. I mean this one time, Naomi had me wait for her
at this parking lot for her. I waited, of course, for as
long as I could. I think it was about an hour or so after
the time she was suppose to come by. I finally gave up and
just drove home, to which she called me and asked me where
I was. I told her I was waiting for her, and she told me
that she had tried calling me to tell me she wouldn't make
it. She asked me how long I was waiting and I told her I
had no real idea ... maybe half an hour. She told me that
it was more like an hour and a half or something like
that. I didn't really realize how long time had passed. I
had kept myself busy by counting the minutes. But, the odd
thing was, I kept losing track of how many minutes I had
already counted so I started again. I'm really bad at math.

But anyhow, I feel so bad and I wish the Thespian would
sign on so I could apologize and make things right.
Talking to Rose earlier, I asked her to apologize for me.
That was after the email, of course. The Thespian is off
doing something today so, I won't be able to talk with her
today.

I don't feel that this is a very adequate entry. I think I
somewhat skimmed alot of things I wanted to write about,
that is, I've given the bare bones of a few things that I
really wanted to discuss. There are even some that I can't
really discuss because I'm on the verge of falling asleep.
So, with that, I'll end this here. It's 907am. Time to
sleep. Even though, I don't really feel like it.

NextPosT: "The cute little jealousy,
thing", "Webster", "Phantom of the Opera", "Is it possible
to die like that?"




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