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Why I've been distant online.
Feb. 24th, 2004 06:01 pmI know this is horribly difficult to believe, but I’ve actually been so busy, I haven’t updated my livejournal. It’s a given that I’ll always update it if I come home, or if I’m at work. But this weekend, there were some interesting twists to it. First off… I lost my wallet on Thursday/Friday. [I dropped it outside my car in my parking lot Thursday night, and I missed it Friday morning.]
After much worrying, and its absence since Thursday night… I was ready to cancel the cards and start over… but right as I was… my parents got a call on the answering machine and that was that.
So Saturday was all about my dad’s birthday. We went to crossroads and took him out to dinner. That doesn’t happen very much… you know, money being tight all the time for my parents. That was cool. We then took him to Krispie kremes, as he had never went. That was fun too.
After that, we went to my grandparents and visited. That was fun. Sarah was snippy as usual, but that’s okay. She’s silly.
Then, my mom had to go to work. So sad! James took us back in his truck. We were like, “yeay we can hang out with James…” We found out he didn’t have to pick up my dad, as Jill could give mom a ride home from work. So suddenly James had no time to be back by.
We were hanging out my house. When we suddenly said to ourselves… “Let’s go for a drive to Grand Coulee…” or something along those lines. And we did. At 10:00PM, Saturday… we headed out for Eastern Washington. I didn’t have my license, but James drove there. As James goes closer to the speed limit, it took us 4 hours to get there, with a couple of stops along the way.
Grand Coulee, a place of my childhood. I was 8 or 9 when we lived there. And since, I have never been able to go back. Roughly 12 years ago… I have all these memories and they were all quite vivid. We had never lived in such a different climate before, so this part of my childhood really sticks out. When we got there, around 2:00AM, Sunday… suddenly it was clear how small the town really was. I had no idea it was so tiny. We revisited 2 of our old houses that we rented. There’s just something astounding about how much your perception of the world changes as you get older. The 8 year old Angela [or then Karen] saw a very different Grand Coulee. Things were so much the same… and yet so faintly different.
It was an important trip to me. Although, unlike Valentine’s day… this trip was ENTIRELY random. The 3 of us were bored and we wanted an adventure. So we jumped in Joe and went for a 4 hour drive. What better way to spend some time together. Traversing Washington state in the middle of the night … where NOTHING is. We decided to find a motel and stay the night. Oh yes. And we took Rufus. So, the FOUR of us.
Fun stuph! We looked around in daylight when we woke up. We drove back. 3 hours. Steve and I drove. I drove in the middle of nowhere and happily killed miles of straight roadway in Joe at 100MPH… but the rest of the time I stayed down at 80-85MPH… and as we went into civilization, I switched with Steve because he had his driver’s license.
Finally we made it home. Steve and I then went to the Sammamish park near Costco in Issaquah. We brought a blanket and laid in the sunshine for a while [after walking from IHOP Parking lot].
It was relaxing and all that. We then went to Costco to look at digital cameras. I want to buy one eventually… because I’m sick of being in places and not able to take pictures. I had Joe in the middle of a wheat field near Steamboat Rock and I was DYING to take the car’s picture… I was so sad! I left my camera at home! Annnnnddd… Dry Falls. That was BEAUTIFUL. Blahbal.
Anyway. We had hotdogs. When I went to leave the park, I had begun feeling icky. Random note. I knew I should have been hungry though, and ate the hotdog anyway. The hotdog was really good.
The ickiness faded.
My mom called up asking if we were busy… because Jill was away from Jeff, so they thought they’d visit. So Jill, James, and mom came over. That was fun. Then we went to McDonald’s. I began feeling like crap really, REALLY badly. I was sad, because I was enjoying visiting my family. But I felt nasty.
I didn’t eat anything else, and I could barely get myself to drink water. Bleh.
They left early because I was looking pretty lousy.
I went to bed early… at 9:00PM… and woke up at 12:30 AM Monday… ready to vomit. Something I had eaten the day before must not have agreed with me at all. I proceeded to wake up on the half hour, and dry heave. That sucked. Until 4:30 in the morning. I finally slept. I awake the next morning at 10AM… [random note, POOR STEVE having to not have a great sleep cause I was sick!!!]
Anyway. I didn’t feel lousy anymore. I didn’t feel GREAT but I didn’t feel lousy. So I decided against ice skating, and just headed out to Sultan.
I’ve been having correspondence with Kelsi lately. The type that makes me very happy and feel for her all at once. Personal things that I cannot convey here. Just that I think there is a chance my friendship may be extended to her, and all this hard work and waiting and sadness, may be worth it. It may pay off.
So, I drove to Monroe… and decided to make a random stop to their apartment [Kelsi/Travis]. I was seeking Kelsi. They both have Monday off.
Travis answered the door, [this is around 2:00PM] as if he had just woken up. He said that Kelsi had gone out to the movies with some friends and would be back anytime.
I was so keyed up [although seemingly cool and collected] that I wasn’t even tracking the energy of the room. This is rare for me anymore. I’m always trying to size up situations and feel what undertone is in the air that may aid me to handle situations best. But this time, just dropping by and seeing Travis, I lost all of that awareness. My mind was in semi-paralysis. But I wasn’t upset, or rude, or aggravated. Just calm.
I was forced to make small talk, waiting for Kelsi. Somewhere along the line he mentioned that he plays lots of video games. I dropped some obvious hints that the video games could be a source of neglect through Kelsi’s eyes, in a round about way. All he said was, “Kelsi plays lots of video games too.” I said, “doesn’t mean she still doesn’t feel neglected.” And I left it at that, to go on to some other meaningless topic to pass time.
Although my heart tells me I wish they were not together, my intellect as a friend guides me to try and help them anyway. I left, and decided to come back a little later.
I went to see my mom. I hadn’t eaten, and I was entirely empty from the night before. It was 3:00PM. I stopped by Kelsi’s, and she was still gone. I got their land line phone number, and left again.
We ate a light meal at Dairy Queen. We had a good visit. My mom is way cool, and I am very blessed to have such a perfect mother in my life.
We then went back to the parents’ house in Sultan. [Oh I forgot to mention I got my wallet from the guy the night before].
James got home, and dad got home. So we went to Taco Del Mar to watch James eat…. We visited. From there, I drove the Camaro to Kelsi’s apartment one last time. She was still out, and Travis was beginning to worry. I asked what friends she had gone out with… and he claimed some friends from work. Hm. Suspicious to me.
I then drove home. Hung out with Steve for a while and then went to sleep to await my work week to begin. And so far… Tuesday flew by. I did lots of work with Stan again in regards to the wireless aircard testing and the laptops. This is why I have not been responsive online. Sometimes I just step away from my computer and utilize my family, and I also go out and live. Good times.
-Angela
After much worrying, and its absence since Thursday night… I was ready to cancel the cards and start over… but right as I was… my parents got a call on the answering machine and that was that.
So Saturday was all about my dad’s birthday. We went to crossroads and took him out to dinner. That doesn’t happen very much… you know, money being tight all the time for my parents. That was cool. We then took him to Krispie kremes, as he had never went. That was fun too.
After that, we went to my grandparents and visited. That was fun. Sarah was snippy as usual, but that’s okay. She’s silly.
Then, my mom had to go to work. So sad! James took us back in his truck. We were like, “yeay we can hang out with James…” We found out he didn’t have to pick up my dad, as Jill could give mom a ride home from work. So suddenly James had no time to be back by.
We were hanging out my house. When we suddenly said to ourselves… “Let’s go for a drive to Grand Coulee…” or something along those lines. And we did. At 10:00PM, Saturday… we headed out for Eastern Washington. I didn’t have my license, but James drove there. As James goes closer to the speed limit, it took us 4 hours to get there, with a couple of stops along the way.
Grand Coulee, a place of my childhood. I was 8 or 9 when we lived there. And since, I have never been able to go back. Roughly 12 years ago… I have all these memories and they were all quite vivid. We had never lived in such a different climate before, so this part of my childhood really sticks out. When we got there, around 2:00AM, Sunday… suddenly it was clear how small the town really was. I had no idea it was so tiny. We revisited 2 of our old houses that we rented. There’s just something astounding about how much your perception of the world changes as you get older. The 8 year old Angela [or then Karen] saw a very different Grand Coulee. Things were so much the same… and yet so faintly different.
It was an important trip to me. Although, unlike Valentine’s day… this trip was ENTIRELY random. The 3 of us were bored and we wanted an adventure. So we jumped in Joe and went for a 4 hour drive. What better way to spend some time together. Traversing Washington state in the middle of the night … where NOTHING is. We decided to find a motel and stay the night. Oh yes. And we took Rufus. So, the FOUR of us.
Fun stuph! We looked around in daylight when we woke up. We drove back. 3 hours. Steve and I drove. I drove in the middle of nowhere and happily killed miles of straight roadway in Joe at 100MPH… but the rest of the time I stayed down at 80-85MPH… and as we went into civilization, I switched with Steve because he had his driver’s license.
Finally we made it home. Steve and I then went to the Sammamish park near Costco in Issaquah. We brought a blanket and laid in the sunshine for a while [after walking from IHOP Parking lot].
It was relaxing and all that. We then went to Costco to look at digital cameras. I want to buy one eventually… because I’m sick of being in places and not able to take pictures. I had Joe in the middle of a wheat field near Steamboat Rock and I was DYING to take the car’s picture… I was so sad! I left my camera at home! Annnnnddd… Dry Falls. That was BEAUTIFUL. Blahbal.
Anyway. We had hotdogs. When I went to leave the park, I had begun feeling icky. Random note. I knew I should have been hungry though, and ate the hotdog anyway. The hotdog was really good.
The ickiness faded.
My mom called up asking if we were busy… because Jill was away from Jeff, so they thought they’d visit. So Jill, James, and mom came over. That was fun. Then we went to McDonald’s. I began feeling like crap really, REALLY badly. I was sad, because I was enjoying visiting my family. But I felt nasty.
I didn’t eat anything else, and I could barely get myself to drink water. Bleh.
They left early because I was looking pretty lousy.
I went to bed early… at 9:00PM… and woke up at 12:30 AM Monday… ready to vomit. Something I had eaten the day before must not have agreed with me at all. I proceeded to wake up on the half hour, and dry heave. That sucked. Until 4:30 in the morning. I finally slept. I awake the next morning at 10AM… [random note, POOR STEVE having to not have a great sleep cause I was sick!!!]
Anyway. I didn’t feel lousy anymore. I didn’t feel GREAT but I didn’t feel lousy. So I decided against ice skating, and just headed out to Sultan.
I’ve been having correspondence with Kelsi lately. The type that makes me very happy and feel for her all at once. Personal things that I cannot convey here. Just that I think there is a chance my friendship may be extended to her, and all this hard work and waiting and sadness, may be worth it. It may pay off.
So, I drove to Monroe… and decided to make a random stop to their apartment [Kelsi/Travis]. I was seeking Kelsi. They both have Monday off.
Travis answered the door, [this is around 2:00PM] as if he had just woken up. He said that Kelsi had gone out to the movies with some friends and would be back anytime.
I was so keyed up [although seemingly cool and collected] that I wasn’t even tracking the energy of the room. This is rare for me anymore. I’m always trying to size up situations and feel what undertone is in the air that may aid me to handle situations best. But this time, just dropping by and seeing Travis, I lost all of that awareness. My mind was in semi-paralysis. But I wasn’t upset, or rude, or aggravated. Just calm.
I was forced to make small talk, waiting for Kelsi. Somewhere along the line he mentioned that he plays lots of video games. I dropped some obvious hints that the video games could be a source of neglect through Kelsi’s eyes, in a round about way. All he said was, “Kelsi plays lots of video games too.” I said, “doesn’t mean she still doesn’t feel neglected.” And I left it at that, to go on to some other meaningless topic to pass time.
Although my heart tells me I wish they were not together, my intellect as a friend guides me to try and help them anyway. I left, and decided to come back a little later.
I went to see my mom. I hadn’t eaten, and I was entirely empty from the night before. It was 3:00PM. I stopped by Kelsi’s, and she was still gone. I got their land line phone number, and left again.
We ate a light meal at Dairy Queen. We had a good visit. My mom is way cool, and I am very blessed to have such a perfect mother in my life.
We then went back to the parents’ house in Sultan. [Oh I forgot to mention I got my wallet from the guy the night before].
James got home, and dad got home. So we went to Taco Del Mar to watch James eat…. We visited. From there, I drove the Camaro to Kelsi’s apartment one last time. She was still out, and Travis was beginning to worry. I asked what friends she had gone out with… and he claimed some friends from work. Hm. Suspicious to me.
I then drove home. Hung out with Steve for a while and then went to sleep to await my work week to begin. And so far… Tuesday flew by. I did lots of work with Stan again in regards to the wireless aircard testing and the laptops. This is why I have not been responsive online. Sometimes I just step away from my computer and utilize my family, and I also go out and live. Good times.
-Angela
