usmcsis's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- friday morning, thursday night so it's still wonderful outside even at midnight. i have my window open and the wind is blowing and it's gorgeous. the only thing that could possibly make it any better would be a nice steady light rain and a man i loved (or rilly rilly like a lot) to, um, cuddle with. yeah, we'll leave it at cuddling. though to tell you the truth, for some reason, rain really flips my switch. but anyway, that's neither here nor there. so, work went well. i got tons and tons of compliments on the new newsletter at work. everyone is impressed which makes me very smiley and happy. i'm a dork, what can i day? i totally forgot that monday is a holiday. that means kids will be out of school and in the store tearing stuff up, crying, spilling stuff, whining, and eating pretzels and popcorn all friggin day long. it's kind of a good thing and a bad thing all rolled up into one. i finally called cathy tonight and set up an appointment for monday night when i get off of work. i haven't been in to see her since grandma first went into the hospital and while i did email her to let her know that she had passed away, i've pretty much been hiding from her. bad i know because i seriously need to get back in and see her. but now i have an appointment for monday evening and i feel much better just knowing that. weird. now if i could just get my antidepressant to work worth a shit so i could get some damn sleep i'd be one happy camper. my brother called today but i only talked to him for a minute. he didn't have long to talk and while it was around noon here, it was like nine thirty or something there. plus i was in the middle of my workout so i got daddy on the phone, told him i loved him and to take care of himself, will not daddy, and hung up. i love to hear from him but i hate talking to him. that makes no sense i know. i'd prefer email or a letter or postcard. it makes me sad to have to say goodbye and hang up so i'd rather just have to read what he has to say and then write him back. does that make more sense now? maybe, maybe not. well, it's quarter after twelve now and of course i have to open in the morning so i should try to get a few hours of sleep. it'll be nice to lie here tonight and listen the wind blowing and my neighbor's windchime tinkling for a little while. toodles 12:06 am - 14 Jan 2005 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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