"I need you... like water, like breath... like rain. I need you like mercy
from Heaven's gate. There's a freedom in your arms and it carries me through.
I need you." - Leann Rimes, "I Need You."
This is has not
been the best day. I've felt crappy for most of it. I was over at Jonathan's
apartment last night until nearly 3 a.m. drinking beer and talking with him
and Macy. 3 a.m. is not the ideal bedtime when you have an 8 a.m. class the
next morning... and I couldn't skip it... I'd already missed this class three
times this semester. That's the problem with easy classes, they are so easy...
you feel like you can miss one or two... or three every now and then.
So, I woke up early this morning... the beer still heavy in my stomach and
my eyes heavy with sleep. I skipped the shower and headed to class. I've
got four classes on Friday. I only made it to one. After the first one, I
felt so bad that I headed over to the Student Publications offices and crashed
on the sofa in the yearbook office. Yeah, I should have just gone back to
my room to my bed, but I wanted to see
for some reason. After a couple of hours on the sofa, I joined
and her assistant editor for lunch. It was nice. Although I don't think he
likes me much. Or any of my friends, either. He used to work for me and
at the newspaper. When
jumped ship to the yearbook, he did, too. Am I jealous? Perhaps. I'm looking
into the possibility of it.
So now, it's a quarter to five in the afternoon. I have nothing planned for
the evening... but have a pile of dirty clothes the size of a small mountain.
I wouldn't worry about washing them... but I am now officially out of clean
stuff that I am willing to wear in public. So I guess I better collect my
quarters and head to the laundry
Tuesday, I made mention that
Alex and I went to a bookstore.
One of the books she picked up and looked at was "2002 Things To Do On a
Date." It had a ton of suggestions for things to do when you've seen all
of the movies and been to all of the restaurants. One of the suggestions
was having a tic-tac-toe tournament on the sidewalk with chalk.
Wednesday, I went and bought a big box of sidewalk chalk for her. No one
else knew what the deal was... but I think she thought it was sweet of me.
At least, that's what she said. It was paper layout day for me... so we couldn't
play long. We did, however, get a couple of games in... it was a draw the
first time and she smoked me the second.
Speaking of newspaper
layout... we were done by 2 a.m. That's not really a victory because it was
a small paper this week. And the size of the paper is out of our hands...
that's the advertising people's work. If they don't sell ads, we have a small
paper. That's the way it works. I still can't figure out what I'm doing wrong.
Why is it taking so long?