Monday November 25, 2002 at 02:35 pm

Okay so this weekend was good/bad/indifferent. I wrote the previous blog over the course of the majority of Friday while I was at work, completely under the impression that she wouldn’t show up, or that if she did, she would simply be going to another friends. No big deal right? Well let’s just say I was taken when at 10:30 after settling into a game of Spades on yahoo’s web site to have my cell rang and I heard her voice say “Hey, I’m here” there was a pause as I anticipated her to say, she was going to go somewhere else, instead it was followed with “What time are you off?, how long will it take you to get here?”. To say I wasn’t expecting that is a complete understatement. So I took off from work 30 minutes early, as I thought it would definitely be rude to have her sitting is some parking lot for another 45 minutes, and went out to meet her.

Then a funny thing happened, I didn’t get nervous, I didn’t get that weird feeling in your stomach, I think maybe because with everything that’s happened there really was no need for it, better yet, no reason for it. I suppose I was expecting things to be the way the last time I saw her back in May, but they weren’t, there was a bit of uneasiness at 1st but nothing like before, nothing like being on the edge. There was some unsaid things in the air, but that was simply because I didn’t want to just come straight out and ask, and I know she wasn’t exactly feeling like talking about it right then. Instead I opted to simply, well, to make her forget her problem for at least a few hours.

I showed her the new crib and my massively cramped room due to the new desk, and then did a quick one over picking up the place while she changed. We spent some time getting caught up with what all had transpired with the few people, okay one I actually still keep in contact with. While trying to explain the Sean aka TurboGrimmy issue, I decided to simply have him tell her instead. Of course Grimmy was kicking it at his usual chill out watering hole Jamaican Blue, and I told him specifically that I was coming up to meet him with someone and for him to stay there. Of course the boy has already had too many frozen vanilla lattes and his brain is on overdrive, and completely mis-skimmed the verbal instructions previously given and half way to the coffee house calls me to ask for my gate code, as he was sitting there waiting for us. Nerveless we had all gotten turned around and had a laugh at the situation and finely met up at the coffee house. Sean then gave her the low down on the fall of his and Fawna’s relationship, as well as some of other people they have in common.

By this time it was getting late and she had decided to go back that same night. Ironically I used to do the exact same thing. Leave Sierra Vista, come to Phoenix for a few hours and go back that same night, just on a whim, but a lot of times simply because I started driving and that’s where I ended up. Some may think going to another town for a few hrs is now big deal, but when it’s a long, boring, sceneless3 hr drive one way it is. Sean wanted to kick it at the coffee house still, but Heather needed to head back so I opted to ride back to my apt with her, besides there was still some things that for me needed to be said, and I wasn’t going to bring it up, outside of a string of bars with tons of drunken schmucks walking about.

We talked for a bit on the way back about this and that, and finally, I brought up the question of what could’ve been so bad to make her leave and drive all the way up here. I already knew part of the reason, I figured as much based upon the last time we met. But the others reason were there own issues. I felt kind of bad; it seems everyone wants to stay in touch with me, even though the end results comes with the significant others being livid about the fact that I even exist. I told her I didn’t want to be the cause of their fights, and if it meant staying out of touch, then maybe it was for the best. She didn’t want to hear it really, and said it would be better when they moved up to Phoenix, because then he would be there, basically to oversee activities and so forth. I don’t think it’ll happen, not hat they won’t move up, but I doubt that we’ll all be hanging out very often if at all, call it a 6th sense, but I don’t foresee her husband be down for it.

Pessimistic, maybe, but who wouldn’t, hearing we’ll always be friends, no matter what, you play a big part in my life, blah, blah, blah, and then after 6 months, coming to find, out, not only did that person, get married, without so much as even a letter saying “Hey I’m getting married”, but is now 7 months pregnant and without even a “guess what email”, pessimistic?, probably not. Realistic, definitely! With that She pulled to the front of my door, and I we said our goodbye’s, she told me to call, but I told her I wouldn’t, it would be good, not now at least and probably not for some time, but that she always had my number, as well as my email address. She agreed and said she would after things cooled down. This was the only other time she drove away that I didn’t look back.

The night was pretty bland after that, I went inside and called Sean to find out whose crib we would be drinking at that night, we both decided it was too late and opted to postpone it until Saturday. I spent the rest of the night hooking my tables back up and practicing some flares, and crabs, and even gave a quick once over to the free promos I had received form Hot Grooves.

Saturday was pretty uneventful during the day, I rushed to get a Cd mailed out to my dad before Thanksgiving and of course failed as I was 2 minutes past closing when I finally got the CD burned and working correctly. Then spent the rest of the day decided whether or not to operate on my systems or to wait until Sunday, which I ended up doing. Mike had to pick up the boys that night and Sean and I planned on going out to a new bar/pool hall with massively cheap drinks, since we really haven’t hung out in a while, the goal for the evening was to get phucked up, and forget about whatever was on my mind for at least a few hours if not till the next day.

So I went with Mike to pick up Devon and Juan, aka Johnny, he chose to go by Juan instead of Johnny since the last time I saw him. Anyway they’re all grown up now, in comparison from when I saw then back when Devon was a baby, but they’re both quite smart for their ages, and fairly articulate. Devon’s’ now 7 and will be 8 on Wednesday and Johnny is 10, both however seem to be little smart asses, but then again that’s what makes kids so kewl isn’t it.

The place we went to used to be called Donny Brasco’s but is under new management and as such has been renamed to Land Sharks Billiards. It was fairly dead that evening likely because other well known places were packed due to the holiday weekend. Sean ended up having his friend Amyra come down and meet us. Defiantly gumbo, but a tad bit underage. We also met a kewl waitress names Monique whom was also Gumbo, she drives an old VW Squareback, and to top it all works on it herself, talk about a defiant plus.

Sean ended up being the drunkest so I had to drive as my buzz from earlier was beginning to wear off. Normally I always talk shit about Sean’s ride, since I used to eat Civics for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and anything in between, but I have to say id definitely miss driving a 5 speed, and since Sean’s was slightly inebriated I took as great joy in getting to play with the car for a short while. Damn I miss it, the feel of complete control of no worrying about auto shifting, or need to sweat breaking distances, just shear control; I miss it, maybe because of the lack thereof in anything else.

Of course as soon as Sean realized I was double tapping his clutch and spinning the tires, he incoherently pleaded with the need to sell the car, and thus, my actions were possible taking away from the value he could get for it. Yeah so in essence saying “Quit phuckin my shit up”, which I could fully understand and continued to drive the car at the brink of performance racing without over doing it. Ironically Sean’s been egging me on to get another VW Scriocco. Which a quick search on Auto-Trader, seems it may be possible.

Anyway Mike and the boys came to scoop me up from Sean’s crib Sunday and we went to see Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, now I know I didn’t have a hangover even though I tossed back a few shots of jack once we got back to Sean’s crib and he passed out, as I still couldn’t really get to sleep, and kind of never did. I haven’t crashed on a couch in a long time and the last one I did crash on was Cassie’s, and it was one that could suck the energy out of you as soon as you sat on it. Sean’s was aight, but couldn’t compete, so I kept waking up every few hrs. So mid way through the near 3 hr movie, sleep deprivation began to kick in, and I knew the rest of the day would be a struggle, to keep up with 2 hyperactive kids.

I ended up crashing at about 8pm Sunday after having dinner with Mike and the Boys at his parent’s house, and woke up again at midnight, still tired, did a quick transplant of systems. Basically gutting both system and putting them back together in the better of the 2 cases. Granted this was after spending clearing out the dust bunnies that had migrated inside of it, and then put it all back together again, setup my play list and crashed again at about 5 am.

So finally this morning I got my dads CD sent out and now only have 1 system put back together, though I still may make some changes before hand, as I have become accustom to watching TV in my browser windows.�

There, that’s it, in a nutshell, my weekend. Now all I have to look forward too this week is working 8-5 on Thursday and Friday, since I don’t get paid for the time off, yeah me!